Ghost Douluo Arrives

Seeing the Soul Bone fall cleanly to the ground, Huo Wu, who had just been about to dissect the dragon's head, was left dumbfounded.

She could no longer maintain even the elegant posture of a lady. Her small mouth went slack and hung open for a long while.

"Y-you... you... you!"

Unable to even speak properly, Huo Wu's delicate finger trembled incessantly in Lin Huo's direction.

She simply could not comprehend how anyone in this world could possess luck so absurdly heaven-defying.

A Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone just dropped like that? Was there any justice left in the world?

Lin Huo picked up the Soul Bone and dusted it off. The Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone, with the texture of gemstones and fine jade, emitted a faint and alluring glow.

The eighty-thousand-year Earthfire Demon Dragon had burned itself out to benefit others, contributing yet another extraordinarily valuable Ten Thousand Year left leg bone.

Yet Lin Huo, holding the Soul Bone, felt utterly unenthused.

They said Soul Beasts with powerful cultivation and bloodlines were more likely to drop Soul Bones, but the drop rate around him was simply too high.

So far, not a single Soul Beast corpse he had handled had left him empty-handed.

It had even made him start to wonder whether the true drop rate of Soul Bones was really as low as the Soul Masters of Douluo Continent claimed.

The ninety-thousand-year Giant Halberd Dragon Beast left arm bone and forty-thousand-year Wind-Fire Flying Dragon right leg bone in his body had not been absorbed for long, and he had yet to fully digest and fuse with them.

Now another eighty-thousand-year left leg bone had appeared right after that. Even he felt as though he was nearing his limit.

"Th-this is another Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone?!"

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