A Promise with the Snow Empress

The next day, it was nearly noon before the golden light in the secret chamber gradually subsided.

The Golden Dragon Wings behind Luo Can slowly folded in. The golden radiance filling the chamber seemed to be gathered by an invisible hand, flowing back into his body along the patterns of the feathers.

The three Clones had long lost last night's momentum. One to the left, one to the right, and one behind him, they packed the small secret chamber until it was pleasantly warm. Ju Zi's Clone pinched the soft flesh at his waist with her fingertips, Hu Liena's Clone cast alluring glances that hooked at his heart, but Ma Xiaotao's Clone was the fiercest. With a Hell Phoenix throw, her blazing and reckless force would have required Luo Can to spend quite some effort dealing with it half a month ago.

But now?

He chuckled, and a thought stirred in his mind. The Golden Dragon Emperor Martial Soul instantly switched from its Destruction form to its Life form. A faint gleam flashed across its emerald-gold scales, and a fine emerald-green spiritual rain suddenly began falling throughout the secret chamber.

As the spiritual rain fell upon them, the Soul Power the Clones had gathered halfway melted like snow in warm water, leaving them limp in an instant.

Ma Xiaotao's Clone suffered the worst. She was lunging forward when her whole body suddenly went weak, and she fell straight into his arms, gasping feebly. "H-Husband, this rain is sick. My whole body has gone limp..."

"This is called Life Enlightenment, not being sick." Luo Can wrapped an arm around Ju Zi's waist and another around Hu Liena's. He gently tapped the center of each woman's brow with his thumb, and both Clones went limp at once, unable to muster even a