Inside the Secret Chamber.
The fragrance of orchids, candlelight, and twisted shadows intertwined, creating a strange, ambiguous atmosphere.
Bibi Dong was immersed in her own world.
She failed to notice at all... that several strands of pale green Blue Silver Grass had quietly emerged from Lin Qingmo's body.
Ah Yin's branches and leaves trembled faintly in the air.
She could feel Bibi Dong's intense possessiveness, feel that suffocating aura of danger.
She wanted to protect A-Qing, wanted to do something, but Bibi Dong's overwhelming Soul Power suppressed her so thoroughly that even unfurling her leaves was difficult.
All she could do was sway anxiously at the side, like a silent cry.
"I'm sorry, A-Qing..."
Ah Yin's consciousness was filled with helplessness.
"I... can't do anything..."
Her branches and leaves drooped, as though she were crying.
Far North.
Amid the eternal blizzard, countless snowflakes drifted down like goose feathers.
The bone-piercing wind howled past, making sounds like wailing ghosts.
Snow Empress and Ice Empress stood amid the storm.
Their figures were especially eye-catching against the pale world.
Ice Empress's crystalline shell reflected a cold gleam, while her emerald-like scorpion tail swayed gently, each movement kicking up tiny shards of ice.
Snow Empress wore white, her long hair falling like snow. The chill radiating from her body merged with the surrounding storm, as if she herself were the wind and snow.
"Xue'er."
Ice Empress spoke first, her voice piercing through the howling wind.
"Tell me, did none of the ones Lin Qingmo mentioned who became gods in the future happen to be Soul Beasts?"
Her tone carried obvious confusion and unwillingness.
Lin Qingmo had mentioned in the Chat Group that all those who became gods in the future were humans—
Tang San became the Sea God.
Bibi Dong became the Rakshasa