Since he had more Soul Power in his body than he could possibly use, Huo Yuhao did not sit idle. He summoned his imposing white, gold, and azure Holy Tiger Martial Soul again and began pouring Soul Power into it. Without a seventh Soul Ring, he could not use his Martial Soul Avatar, but so what? Just like Naruto with his Chakraton, he now had Soulaton.
He was going to stuff the Holy Tiger into a puff.
Huo Yuhao's first Martial Soul only had four Soul Rings attached. He had not added them as casually as he had with the Dragon Pearl. After all, whatever Soul Rings the Dragon Pearl acquired made no difference, but his Spirit Eyes Martial Soul was another matter.
Spirit Eyes only had nine Soul Ring slots, and four were already filled. He could only acquire another five Soul Rings for it. He wanted the very best for his Spirit Eyes. Only the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts and the Far North's Great Heavenly Kings barely met his standards.
The Eye of the Storm Soul Core was far stronger than Huo Yuhao had imagined. The Soul Power it extracted was extraordinarily pure. With both his own Soul Power and the Soul Core pouring energy into it, the dazzling White Tiger behind him swelled from several meters to dozens, then broke past a hundred meters. As Huo Yuhao continued feeding it Soul Power, its size kept growing wildly.
Yet no matter how enormous the figure behind him became, Huo Yuhao remained at the center of its brow. Watching Xuan Zi's enormous sphere of light grow smaller and smaller in his eyes, he curled his lips into a wicked smile.
A mischievous urge welled up in him. He wondered what expression Xuan Zi would wear when he emerged and