At this moment, all kinds of Soul Power circulated through Huo Yuhao's body on their own. Balanced by the Flowing Water Body, each performed its own role and held its own place, wrapping up the power of the Soul Bones and channeling it into every limb and bone.
Huo Yuhao's physical body, tempered by Surging Waves Cliff, was already no weaker than that of an ordinary Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. But that was merely the resilience of his body, not its overall physical strength.
But now, as his skeleton was nourished by the power of the Soul Bones, Huo Yuhao's bones became increasingly harder. Their strength might now be enough to glimpse A Tai's set of hard bones from afar.
One had to know that A Tai, together with Xiao Bai, had forcibly held back Bear Lord, the Destruction King, for an entire day. Even if they had relied on Zhuang Lao's constant treatment from behind them to accomplish it, that was already astonishing enough. How many things in the world could withstand the sharpness of Bear Lord's Dread Claws?
Half a basket of priceless Soul Bones soon vanished, while Huo Yuhao's bones turned jade-like at that moment, faintly beginning to take on a layer of golden radiance.
"I can't absorb any more."
Huo Yuhao waved his hand with a pained expression. This was like Ten Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow and other such treasures—good as they were, if everything was stuffed in at once, even the Beasts of the Far North Land would not be able to handle it.
Huo Yuhao was much the same. After continuously absorbing more than fifty Soul Bones, although he felt his entire body brimming with power, merely looking at these Soul Bones made him nauseous.
This was just like eating. If something tasted particularly good,