Once Huo Yuhao finished casting, a somewhat illusory Soft Bone Rabbit leaped out of Zhu Zhuqing's body.
It was clearly far less lively than Huo Yuhao's Gua Gua and Qian Renxue's Jiaojiao.
Still, Zhu Zhuqing happily drew it back into her body.
"All right, Yuhao, it's time for you to absorb this Soul Ring too, isn't it?" Zhu Zhuqing pointed at the blood-red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring that was gradually taking shape.
"Okay. It can raise my strength a little more." As Huo Yuhao spoke, he summoned the Asura Demon Sword.
The instant the crimson greatsword appeared, it began to tremble violently.
A powerful sense of rejection clearly radiated from it.
Zhu Zhuqing looked worriedly at the sword in Huo Yuhao's hand. Why did his martial soul seem unwilling to listen to him?
Of course, Huo Yuhao knew that this was the remaining trace of the Asura God's Divine Sense within the Asura Demon Sword resisting him.
"This is all there is right now. If you don't want it, I'll put it away. As for when another Soul Ring will come along, who knows how long we'll have to wait." Huo Yuhao frowned.
What was wrong with that Asura God's Divine Sense?
Didn't Tang San absorb Da Ming and Er Ming's Soul Rings when he ascended before? Why hadn't it reacted then? Why had it started getting picky now that it was his turn?
If the Asura God's Divine Sense knew what Huo Yuhao was thinking, it would definitely curse him out.
Could then even compare to now? Did he not see what kind of Soul Rings Huo Yuhao had given his other martial souls?
Never mind the Spirit Eyes. Its first Soul Ring had supposedly been limited to the million-year Sky Dream Ice Silkworm.
And what about the