Huo Yuhao gazed at the luminous green soul core. Even he was lost in a momentary daze!
This soul core was simply too beautiful, more beautiful than any of the three he had condensed before.
The instant Huo Yuhao condensed the soul core, Seven-Color abruptly appeared. Her beautiful eyes widened, clearly captivated by this soul core of unparalleled beauty!
"Huo Yuhao, you've already condensed your fourth soul core. When are you going to help me take back Nine-Color's original body?"
"Soon, soon. Next time, definitely!"
Seven-Color puffed up in anger at his reply, extreme displeasure appearing on her stunning face. But by the time she charged toward Huo Yuhao, he had already vanished.
He had to be kidding. Condensing this life soul core had taken so long that he had no time left to waste. He could sense that the death soul core was about to disappear.
Naturally, he could not fuse the soul cores in either the Bright Half-Plane or the Undead Demiplane. Whichever he chose, the ultimate opposing attribute would inflict extremely severe damage on that plane. Huo Yuhao did not want to see that happen.
One broken world, the Douluo Continent, was enough.
Huo Yuhao emerged back where he had been. By then, Zhang Peng had already handled everything and was respectfully waiting there for his arrival.
"Cult Leader, you're finally out. I've cleaned out the entire Holy Spirit Cult, and I've captured Zhongli Wu too. How would you like to deal with him?"
"Ye Xishui isn't in the Holy Spirit Cult. Did you find out where she is?"
Zhang Peng was exceedingly shrewd and adept at reading his superior's mind. He had known Huo Yuhao would ask about Ye Xishui. After all, he had once sent Huo Yuhao word that Ye Xishui intended to stir up