Mao Yuhao was stunned.
How many days has it been?
It seems like the time it took for him to capture ten Polar Lights wasn't much less than this, right?
But what about Shi Hao?
How many did he capture?
More than 130!
My God, how did you do it?
"Brother Shi, you're amazing!" Mao Yuhao was full of admiration. With the same magic artifact and an advantage in realm, he was still left miles behind by Shi Hao.
This gap, tsk tsk, even if he was more arrogant, he had to willingly bow down.
Shi Hao just smiled. He kept ten and took the rest of the Polar Lights. Since ten were enough to cultivate the Extreme Ice Divine Light, and more wouldn't increase its power, giving Mao Yuhao more would be meaningless.
The remaining Polar Lights, he would give ten combined into one to Weng Nanqing, ten combined into one to the Purple Gold Rat, and the rest he would fuse entirely, hoping to glimpse a trace of that Immortal King's path someday.