The turtle was shocked, but Lin Hao was sighing.
'Even using an imperial art to draw the world's vital energy into my body can't nourish my Divine Soul. The appetite of this True Self Divine Soul is far bigger than I ever imagined.'
"So what if it is? At this rate, I can forget about advancing for the next year or so," Lin Hao admitted, showing no joy on his face.
If other Martial Artists heard Lin Hao say this, they would probably cough up blood.
To advance from the Soul Gathering Realm First Layer to the Second Layer in a year or so was a speed most people couldn't even dream of. But from Lin Hao's tone, it was as if this timeframe was some kind of disgrace.
Fortunately, the turtle had been with Lin Hao for some time now, and with its own extraordinary origins, it didn't find his attitude strange at all.
