Di Tian remained silent, sensing the Mental Power fluctuations echoing within the Soul Shard. As the final sentence fell, a powerful force of severance struck him, seeming to split even his own Mental Power in two. The intense pain made Di Tian's body lurch violently.
He abruptly opened his eyes and tore himself free from those memories. Looking at the sharp notch in the Soul Shard, Di Tian said nothing.
A powerful thought seemed to pierce straight into Di Tian's soul—become a boy.
It took him a long time to forcibly cast that thought out of his Sea of Spirit. By then, the way Di Tian looked at the Soul Shard had changed.
What a powerful obsession. Even after being forcibly severed by soul power, it had still managed to force its way into the Sea of Spirit of the strongest being in the world. Even he had been inevitably affected.
This Soul Shard seemed to belong to some Divine Child—no, a daughter of a god.
Though the earlier memories in the Soul Shard became increasingly blurry, Di Tian still saw certain scenes, scenes that belonged solely to the God Realm.
"What is Tang San trying to do? And those two watchdogs, Da Ming and Er Ming, are here too?"
Di Tian returned the Soul Shard to Huo Yuhao, his voice somewhat hoarse.
"Da Ming and Er Ming are puppets on strings as well."
Huo Yuhao shook his head. "There's no point in telling you more right now. You only need to know that this Soul Shard was forcibly cut out. When Dong'er and I first attempted our Martial Soul Fusion Skill, it once tried to infiltrate my Sea of Spirit."
"This Soul Shard naturally couldn't do anything after entering my Sea of Spirit. But what if it used me