The six white donkeys beside Bai Lingmiao consisted of two lamas, two White Lotus Believers, and two evil spirits.
When Li Huowang saw Bai Lingmiao holding the twelve-petaled Twin Lotus, seated upon a Kongming Lantern and surrounded by the six white donkeys, he found the sight exceptionally familiar.
As his pupils contracted slightly, he suddenly remembered seeing this scene on a wall beneath the Oxheart Village ancestral hall.
He did not know what it represented, but Li Huowang instinctively felt that it was absolutely no good thing!
Seeing the Unborn Mother about to touch the half-dragon, half-human Bai Lingmiao, Li Huowang shifted his body and directly stepped between them, raising the saber in his hand. "Don't even think about touching her!"
Yet at that very moment, Li Huowang saw the figure of the Unborn Mother before him gradually turn translucent. A figure filtered out from within her—it was Yang Na, her face filled with urgency as she lunged toward him.
Seeing the familiar tear mole on her face, Li Huowang's expression twisted in extreme struggle, yet he could not raise the saber in his hand no matter what.
Yang Na of reality and Bai Lingmiao of Great Liang existed in different worlds, yet both were the people he cared for most. When the two of them appeared in Li Huowang's mind at once, he could no longer hold himself together.
Li Huowang's body began to rupture. Blood and viscera splattered everywhere as his body gradually split, front and back, into two Li Huowangs.
A fair right hand missing one finger reached over, effortlessly passing through Li Huowang's torn body before lightly touching Bai Lingmiao's brow.
The instant they came into contact, Li Huowang's four pairs of eyes saw Bai Lingmiao's and Yang Na's bodies turn translucent, as though they had