"Ugh, why was my luck so terrible? Couldn't I at least run into a spiritual-type Soul Master with decent talent?!" Amid the ice and snow, an ice silkworm that looked rather like a useless salted fish lay sprawled on the snow, giving up on life.
Clearly, this ice silkworm was Sky Dream Ice Silkworm, the million-year soul beast that had separated from Huo Yuhao's body.
Ever since parting ways with Huo Yuhao, Sky Dream Ice Silkworm had been searching for another human with a spiritual attribute, someone through whom he could carry out his "God Creation Plan" once more.
But unfortunately—
Perhaps only Huo Yuhao, the Child of Fortune, had the luck to encounter Sky Dream Ice Silkworm. Other spiritual-type Soul Masters practically had no fate with him at all.
It was not as though he had never encountered any. But of the few he had found, some only barely touched upon the spiritual type, fake spiritual-type Soul Masters who in truth had not even half a Copper Soul Coin's worth of connection to the spiritual type.
The rest were genuine spiritual-type Soul Masters, but they were already seventy or eighty years old, grave-bound old geezers.
How was Sky Dream Ice Silkworm supposed to make a move on them?
It was too damn hard!
A big bug had successfully lost his dream.
"Damn Di Tian! If he hadn't stolen my Exuviae, how could I have ended up in this state, needing to borrow the body of one of my own kind just to stabilize my power?!" Whenever Sky Dream Ice Silkworm thought of his current body, he could not help but curse loudly.
His current body had been forcibly seized after he killed a thousand-year ice silkworm.
And he could only occupy it for a short period. His own power