Huo Yuhao's expression immediately darkened. If this Snow Empress really was that Snow Empress, then not only had he wasted his money, but all his efforts tonight had been for nothing.
Although the Snow Empress's soul bone was a staggering six hundred and ninety thousand years old, what damn good was that? He could only absorb that one soul bone. As for the soul ring and everything else, his fourth martial soul was gone, utterly and completely.
It hurt. It hurt so damn much.
It wasn't that he looked down on himself, but there was simply no way he could absorb a six hundred and ninety thousand year soul ring right now.
His cultivation was only in the sixties, and he had only absorbed six soul rings. Although he could already absorb a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, that and a six hundred and ninety thousand year soul ring were two entirely different things.
There was a full five hundred and ninety thousand years between them.
He reckoned that only someone with twin martial souls at the level of a Super Douluo could absorb a soul ring that exceeded the limits like this.
As for him now, absorbing it was absolutely impossible. If he tried to force it, death would be his only path.
So this soul ring was a complete waste, and his hope of obtaining an entire martial soul setup had likewise dwindled to almost zero.
Since he couldn't even absorb it, what was there to discuss?
There was nothing left to discuss.
What rotten luck!
But wasn't the Snow Empress a soul beast with six hundred and ninety thousand years of cultivation? How could she still take human form and cultivate anew?
He didn't understand. He really didn't understand.
One thing was certain, though: Huo Yuhao was