Since his own strength alone was insufficient to control the two frenzied Soul Cores, he would bring in external power!
At that moment, Evil Emperor, watching the show from within Huo Yuhao's Sea of Spirit, felt a chill run down his back.
That was exactly right, Brother. That was how he had been used as a weapon by Huo Yuhao back then.
Because, in the worst-case scenario, Huo Yuhao had needed to deal with more than five Limit Douluo, he had simply gone all the way and provoked himself, the sixth Limit Douluo.
Driving wolves to devour tigers, borrowing strength to strike strength—this was Huo Yuhao's most practiced tactic.
The power of nearly a hundred Soul Bones poured into Huo Yuhao's body, causing him to rise into the air and sit cross-legged as he floated overhead.
Streams of pure power flooded into each of Huo Yuhao's more than two hundred bones, wrapping his body tightly within them.
At that moment, even the power unleashed by the collision between the two Soul Cores could no longer break through Huo Yuhao's defenses.
Huo Yuhao's fractured bones, which had already reached their absolute limit and could no longer be strengthened further, began to regenerate after shattering, transforming toward a pure golden color.
There could be no rebuilding without destruction—this was precisely it!
Simply absorbing the essence within Soul Bones was no longer enough to further increase the strength of Huo Yuhao's skeleton. To advance any further, he had to shatter every bone in his body and start over from the beginning!
Yet even so, Huo Yuhao had not passed the most dangerous stage of condensing a Divine Core.
Bang!
As if something tremendously resilient had suddenly been torn apart, another major meridian within Huo Yuhao's body ruptured beneath the ravages of berserk power.