Orange-gold and blood-red, two utterly different lights filled Jiang Shu's vision.
The ceiling lights had been destroyed by the Eternal Frozen Domain. Their resplendent colors were especially soul-stirring in the dim room, but Jiang Shu's heart was ice-cold.
How could a two-ring Great Soul Master possess a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!?
And what was with that orange-gold soul ring!?
Fine scales extended all the way to Huo Yuhao's shoulders before stopping. White and blue shimmered beneath the moonlight streaming through the window, suffused with a dreamlike radiance.
Those silver-white vertical pupils were like the eyes of a lofty god looking down upon everything on earth.
There was not the slightest tenderness, nor the slightest mercy.
There was only chilling indifference.
In an instant, the scaled hand seized Jiang Shu's right wrist, preventing that mass of red light from advancing even a fraction further.
Feeling the other's strength, disbelief flashed through Jiang Shu's eyes once more. Though his Martial Soul did not specialize in strength, it should not have been something a Great Soul Master could contend with.
What Martial Soul was this!?
A dragon?
Huo Yuhao clearly had no intention of answering his question. As the orange-gold soul ring lit up, both his forearms seemed to become covered in a layer of gleaming Ice Crystal Film.
First Soul Skill, Ice Empress's Claw.
Before Jiang Shu could react, Huo Yuhao's already enhanced arm strength surged again as he twisted with all his might. The sound of bones shattering rang out, followed by Jiang Shu's muffled groan of agony.
Seeing that Jiang Shu could no longer maintain the red ball of light in his hand due to the pain, Huo Yuhao remained calm and yanked downward with the left hand that still gripped his wrist.
Caught off guard, Jiang Shu pitched