Di Tian had been able to condense the Yin-Yang Dual Soul Core, something even humans could not achieve, by relying on the terrifying physical constitution of Soul Beasts.
But just because other Soul Masters could not do it did not mean that he, having been tempered by Surging Waves Cliff, could not.
Turning the impossible into possible was something he had done often before, and would do often again.
Since that was the case, what was there to hesitate over? With Douluo Continent now like a barrel of gunpowder, there was no time for hesitation.
At worst, he could find a way to create Three Soul Cores again—if he could use Three Soul Cores to blow up Long Xiaoyao at Level 50, could he really fail to control one measly third Soul Core at level 99?
A surge of bold resolve rose from Huo Yuhao's heart. He steadied himself, adjusted his mental state, closed his eyes, circulated and drew in his Mental Power, then inspected the Soul Power within his body.
The two men standing nearby nodded to themselves. This child was still calm and composed; he had not lost his bearings.
When Huo Yuhao opened his eyes again, a faint layer of gold had appeared in them. He slowly raised his right hand as the Soul Power within him began to flow outward.
Because Soul Power was liquid by nature, it was as though a pool of clear water had appeared in his palm.
Under the firm control of his Mental Power, not a trace of Soul Power leaked out.
The Soul Power gradually increased in volume, then began to float from Huo Yuhao's palm and slowly rotate.
Under his control, its rotational speed began to increase, and it was gradually compressed. As it compressed, Huo Yuhao steadily increased