"Just kidding. I only put the Soul Cores of nine Limit Douluo in this room. Google Search Reading."
Dai Yunze had just breathed a sigh of relief when he processed that and was startled again.
Nine Limit Douluo's Soul Cores?
A Limit Douluo had at least two Soul Cores. Considering Huo Yuhao was the first person with three Soul Cores, did that mean there were eighteen Soul Cores in this room now?
How was that any different from a primordial black hole?
"Far from it. How could solid hydrogen on Douluo Continent compare to a primordial black hole?"
Dai Yunze choked up. "But according to the original description, aren't Soul Cores basically miniature black holes?"
The young man's words were utterly blunt. "A high schooler who read a few fantasy novels thinks he can speculate about black holes that scientists haven't even fully figured out? Did you even pass high school physics? Know your limits."
Dai Yunze: "..."
Damn it, he really wanted to refute him, but he was telling the truth!
"Over the years, I've encountered quite a few Limit Douluo. Some, like Mu En and Long Xiaoyao, suited my tastes, while quite a few others enjoyed courting death. Whenever I had nothing to do, I'd seek out those troublemaking Limit Douluo one by one and collect the Soul Cores from their bodies, all for this very moment. Soul Cores become unstable once they leave the body. To let them continue operating steadily outside, I researched it for several years, and only then did this room of yours come to be.
"These nineteen Soul Cores were arranged according to a special formation. Some opposed one another, while others resonated with each other, ultimately forming a balance. Staying in this room continuously compressed and purified a cultivator's Soul Power. Other