On the other side.
Huo Yuhao did not choose to help Ye Guyi directly. Instead, he fixed his gaze on the Holy Spirit Sect's only female Evil Soul Master.
Qiutang. It was a pleasant name, and even her face was rather beautiful. She looked much like an ordinary person, except that her skin was deathly pale, as though entirely bloodless.
As an Evil Soul Master, her abilities were naturally exceedingly bizarre. Whenever Xu Sanshi launched an attack, she would transform directly into a great number of illusory crows.
She was not invincible after transforming. The illusory crows could be shattered by the Black Tortoise Shield, but each time they broke apart, faint traces of Spiritual Power fluctuations would invisibly remain upon the shield.
Huo Yuhao could sense that this Qiutang was also a soul master with a Spiritual Attribute.
When the transformed crows attacked Xu Sanshi, they did not strike his body directly. Yet through the Mental Waves left on the Black Tortoise Shield, they secretly affected him.
Xu Sanshi's gaze focused, then visibly began to grow unfocused, as if he were about to fall asleep. His attack frequency became increasingly sluggish.
"An illusion-type soul skill." Huo Yuhao saw through it at a glance.
In truth, Xu Sanshi had sensed that something was wrong as well. In his vision, the world around him began to change, with all manner of strange and beautiful scenes appearing from time to time.
Wailing, crying undead souls pleaded with him for help. When he remained unmoved, the undead souls were strangled and destroyed by some mysterious force. Before vanishing, they left behind venomous, resentful gazes that pierced deep into his mind like Spiritual Shocks.
He saw his parents, brothers, sisters, and clansmen massacred by hostile forces. Blood flowed like a river as they became