The Shadow of the Golden Tree (8K)

Although he had not even managed to touch a single hair of the Two Divine Dragon Corpses during this trip to the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, Huo Yuhao was not anxious at all.

He was only in his fifties now, yet he had already come within less than a hundred zhang of the Two Divine Dragon Skeletons. Once he reached Level 70 or Level 90, would he still need to worry about being unable to reach the skeletons?

What Huo Yuhao needed to consider more was how to make proper use of these two Divine Dragon Corpses. He had not observed them carefully before, but now that he thought about it, there seemed to be two formidable masses of power hidden deep within the skeletons.

Were they soul bones?

Million Year Soul Bones?

Or God-level Soul Bones?

What exactly supported the power of the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well—the skeletons of these two Divine Dragons, or those two God-level Soul Bones?

Even if Huo Yuhao truly gained the ability to approach the Two Divine Dragon Skeletons someday, he could not rashly take the power here. If his own selfishness caused this blessed land, the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well, to disappear completely, that would be his sin.

Whether it was him or Wang Dong'er, their gains from this trip had already been immense. They woke up at almost the same time.

Wang Dong'er had gained two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Spirits and two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones, while his first Martial Soul had evolved once more, and he had also taken several Immortal Grade Herbs that he might need.

That was already enough for them.

The only pity was that Wang Dong'er's soul power cultivation was just a step away from Level 70, which made Huo Yuhao feel