If not for the fact that every one of Huo Yuhao's several hundred bones had already surpassed the strength of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone, even advancing toward the Million Year tier.
If not for the fact that Huo Yuhao's physical strength was now only a hair's breadth away from god-level.
If not for the merciless cleansing he had endured from the waves at Surging Waves Cliff, which allowed him to dispel the violent power within his body on his own.
Huo Yuhao would have been torn to pieces by now!
Though he was not dead, Huo Yuhao's condition was certainly not good.
The energy that had surged into his body in that instant was simply too terrifying, nearly shaking his Soul Power limp in one blow.
Although Huo Yuhao had been prepared, his vision still went dark, and he nearly passed out from the impact.
Gritting his teeth, Huo Yuhao suddenly glared and roared. He spat out a mouthful of pale gold Blood Mist, looking like a Fierce-Eyed Vajra.
He had realized something extremely serious. If he continued stubbornly enduring this head-on, his body—which had yet to reach the god-level—might be torn apart directly in the process of condensing a Divine Core.
At that point, he would be ripped apart by the two berserk forces, exploding into a cloud of Blood Mist without even leaving behind an intact corpse.
To be honest, Huo Yuhao's rationality was warning him that his best choice now was to stop and wait until his body had fully reached the god-level before attempting to condense a Divine Core.
But the troublesome part was that, before attempting to condense the Divine Core, he had received a great gift from Da Jiao of the Spirit Realm.
For the sake of revenge, Tang Hao had personally