"Qianyue, stay by my side at all times. Don't wander too far!" Su Mengjun instructed Yun Qianyue.
Yun Qianyue nodded, her gaze searching the snowy expanse below. There was not the slightest trace of human habitation across the boundless snowfields. Even high in the air, the wind and snow severely obstructed their vision, making anything farther away impossible to see clearly.
She had not come here solely to obtain a Soul Spirit. She also wanted to confirm something. She remembered clearly that the Abyss War, which would affect the fates of countless people in the future, had erupted in the Extreme North!
The Holy Spirit Cult had opened another Abyss passage here.
She wondered whether they had already begun acting by now.
"Qianyue, can you tell me why you came to the Extreme North to obtain a Soul Spirit?" Su Mengjun suddenly asked.
After thinking for a moment, Yun Qianyue answered, "I don't want to use an artificial Soul Spirit."
It was not a particularly common reason, but Su Mengjun did not doubt her.
There were, in fact, people in the Soul Master world who rejected artificial Soul Spirits. They had simply become fewer and fewer with the passage of time. Once upon a time, even Su Mengjun had believed that if Soul Masters truly wanted to become strong, they should absorb genuine Soul Spirits rather than artificial ones.
No matter how perfectly the Spirit Pagoda described artificial Soul Spirits, some people had always believed that artificial Soul Spirits were no match for natural ones.
As the two ventured deeper, the sky ahead grew increasingly dark. The clouds were so heavy that they seemed to be pressing directly onto the ground, while wind and snow filled the space between heaven and earth. Snowflakes continuously battered Su Mengjun's Soul Power barrier.