She Zhuyin said nothing for a full five minutes.
Then she looked seriously at Huo Yushen and stressed, "Are you sure Xia Chujian took out Broud's True Form all by herself?"
"Not His Phantom, but His True Form?"
Huo Yushen nodded firmly.
It was difficult for him to describe what had happened in that instant. The crack in the Cosmic Boundary Wall had vanished so quickly, and he had not even dared look directly at Broud's True Form, so he could not explain it clearly.
But even if he could not describe it himself, he had cameras and surveillance footage!
Very soon, he projected the footage captured by the surveillance system of that Small Bat-style Fighter Jet for She Zhuyin to watch.
Though it was on a holographic virtual screen, the instant Broud's True Form appeared in the crack in the Cosmic Boundary Wall, Huo Yushen's mind was once again filled with chaotic, indescribable whispers.
For an instant, his consciousness was thrown into confusion. He was not even quite sure who he was.
At that moment, a powerful, icy force descended upon his spiritual domain.
The lingering contamination from Broud's True Form's mutterings instantly froze into black crystals.
The next second, those black crystals were drawn out of his Mental Strength domain and devoured by She Zhuyin.
She closed her eyes and curled her lips. "Very pure power. To you, it is poison."
"But to me, it is a great tonic."
At that moment, she said regretfully, "If only you had brought me along then..."
"If I had devoured all the power leaking from Broud's True Form, at least a tenth of my injuries would have healed."
Huo Yushen: "..."
He looked at She Zhuyin with extremely complicated feelings and said, "Mother, is that what it takes for your injuries