In the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm's eyes, Huo Yuhao desperately needed to download a morally bankrupt map app so he could figure out where he stood.
Even Brother Sky Dream felt his heart quail at the sight of those three ice dragons. How on earth did Huo Yuhao still have the nerve to feel indignant?
Wasn't it perfectly normal that he couldn't beat them?
"Yuhao, it's no use. From what I can tell, those three ice dragons that kid summoned are almost certainly a Soul Bone Skill." The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm sighed, but still spoke up to comfort Huo Yuhao.
"Look at his glowing right hand. He must have absorbed a Soul Bone at least two hundred thousand years old into it. That's the only way he could use a Soul Skill this powerful."
"It's the equivalent of facing a Soul Elder using a two-hundred-thousand-year Soul Skill, and that Soul Elder even has the support of a Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda Soul Master who's also a Soul Elder. How are you supposed to win?"
"A two-hundred-thousand-year Soul Bone?!" Huo Yuhao's eyes widened slightly, disbelief filling his gaze.
"What else could it be? There's no way that kid could have obtained a Soul Skill this powerful in any form other than a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone." The Sky Dream Ice Silkworm rolled his eyes.
"He couldn't absorb a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, and there's no way he could develop a Self-Created Soul Skill like this at his age and cultivation level. That leaves a Soul Bone Skill as the only possibility. So you don't need to feel indignant, because you genuinely can't beat him."
But now that Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bones had come up, the Sky Dream Ice Silkworm began stringing Huo Yuhao along again in