The night passed quietly. Outside the city, the Ice-Snow Clone stood there in silence.
Beside him, Wang Dong'er's fingers curled slightly, and a trace of tension still lingered in her eyes.
Li Qingming had not told Wang Dong'er the details. He had only told her that he was not dead.
He had revealed nothing else.
Only after arriving outside the city did Li Qingming raise his hand. Ice-snow power continuously spread from his palm.
Then, the Ice-Snow Angel around him instantly switched to the Fallen Angel, and fallen power spread outward.
His sixth soul skill lit up, and the Sin Prison Gate opened once more.
Li Qingming's true body then stepped forward, and his body gradually split apart.
The Fallen Clone and Light Clone appeared in an instant.
Looking at the four Li Qingmings, each with an entirely different appearance yet sharing the same origin, Wang Dong'er's eyes held a trace of curiosity.
The three clones, however, barely paused. The Ice-Snow Clone shot into the distance in an instant.
The Ice-Snow Angel condensed behind him, and he charged toward the Far North without holding anything back.
Meanwhile, the Fallen Clone calmly took another step back and merged with Li Qingming.
The Light Clone yawned somewhat boredly.
He looked the most languid, and his talent was second only to Li Qingming's true body.
As the Light Angel condensed behind him and merged with the Dragon Blood Angel, the power of two great angels spread forth.
His body shot directly into the sky and swiftly vanished.
As the several figures rapidly disappeared, only Li Qingming's true body remained behind.
Wang Dong'er stepped forward and gently wrapped her arms around Li Qingming. The panic in her eyes finally completely crumbled at that moment.
Seeing Wang Dong'er's appearance, Li Qingming smiled. He gently took