The blood at the corner of Long Yaochen's mouth froze instantly.
But he could no longer spare it any attention and hurriedly reined in the power of his first martial soul.
The ice and snow essence swelling endlessly within him, however, no longer gave him a chance to make unhurried adjustments.
More and more cold began spreading through his limbs and bones.
The temperature throughout the secret chamber kept falling as well.
In mere moments.
Even Long Yaochen's eyebrows were coated in a thin layer of frost.
Within the Sea of Spirit.
After his meddling, the once-stable arrangement of the Crimson Moon suppressing the golden sea actually began to waver.
Even the Snow Bead, which had been steadily melting away, was shaken slightly out of its original position.
"Elder Yi!"
Long Yaochen no longer had the luxury of putting on a brave front.
"I know."
Electrolux, who had long been waiting to intervene, answered immediately.
His expression grew solemn.
Gray-white energy slowly began surging around him, spreading toward the turbulent Sea of Spirit.
This time, he had no Life Engraving Knife to replenish his power.
Every bit of his essence he used would be gone for good.
Yet just as Electrolux was about to draw upon his own essence.
Humm-
Long Yaochen suddenly felt his body lighten.
A warm, gentle power slowly flowed into him through his body.
The instant the raging chill touched that power, it actually stalled briefly.
This power did not attempt to forcibly disperse the ice and snow essence within him.
But wherever it passed, his chaotic soul power showed faint signs of stabilizing again.
Long Yaochen's eyes snapped open.
This was...
The Golden Tree?!
"Mu En..."
He barely needed to think to know who had lent him a hand at this critical moment.
Still, this