Time flew like an arrow, and the sun and moon like a shuttle... Well, Zhou Huan had no time to count the days. He had far too much to do.
In the midst of his busy schedule, another year and a half passed.
Today was the last day of Zhou Huan's third year. With Wang Yan's shout of "Class dismissed," the third academic year officially came to an end.
Zhou Huan looked out at the incomparably familiar Shrek Academy campus and suddenly felt like sighing. "Three years. Do you know how I spent these three years? I... I actually had a pretty good time."
Of course he had. How could he not?
Zhou Huan's soul power had already broken through level sixty; he simply had yet to obtain his soul ring.
Starting from when he absorbed the Snow Empress Origin, Zhou Huan had spent a year and a half—no, strictly speaking, one year and eight months—going from level forty-three to level sixty. A full seventeen-level increase. It could only be described as an astronomical leap.
And that was while Zhou Huan had constantly tempered himself and deliberately suppressed his cultivation speed. Otherwise, he would have advanced even faster.
What could Zhou Huan say about that?
He could only say that the Snow Empress was powerful!
Moreover, raising his soul power from Soul Ancestor to quasi-Soul Emperor by seventeen levels had consumed, at most, two percent of the Snow Empress Origin—and that was already a generous estimate on Zhou Huan's part.
One had to know that the origin of the nearly seven-hundred-thousand-year Snow Empress was comparable to that of a Limit Douluo, perhaps even greater.
By comparison, what consumed more of the Snow Empress Origin had actually been Zhou Huan's fifth soul ring and the Snow Empress Right Arm Bone.
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