Dugu Bo returned to human form, still holding a crystal-clear soul bone in his hand.
This soul bone was naturally Tang Hao's left arm bone.
As for the flesh and blood on the soul bone, having been separated from Tang Hao's body and deprived of Soul Power's protection, it had now been completely corroded by the deadly poison.
Looking at the crystal-clear soul bone in his hand, Dugu Bo could not help but grin.
"What dense Soul Power fluctuations. This soul bone must be more than thirty thousand years old."
"As expected of the Clear Sky Douluo. Even a random arm has a soul bone."
The value of soul bones went without saying. Every time one appeared, even if it was merely a thousand-year soul bone, it could stir up a bloody storm.
As for soul bones over ten thousand years old, they were enough to make countless Soul Douluo and even Title Douluo scramble for them.
Dugu Bo had long occupied the position of the weakest Title Douluo, and his possessions were pitifully meager. He had only a ten-thousand-year Medusa skull bone.
Of course, with Dugu Bo's methods, obtaining soul bones below ten thousand years was not particularly difficult.
But soul bones below ten thousand years were somewhat useless to him. He did not even think much of them himself.
However, Tang Hao's left arm bone had arrived at just the right time. Though its attributes did not quite match his own, it would do for now.
After all, a soul bone over thirty thousand years old could increase his Soul Power considerably even if its soul skill was mediocre!
Especially a soul bone that had been nurtured by a Title Douluo for so long—the Soul Power it provided would only be greater than that of an ordinary soul