Dao Fruit of the Old World

There was only one being who could wield the Snow Spirit Dao Fruit as effortlessly as an arm and unleash that seemingly simple yet utterly perfected halberd art, killing the Void Evil Immortal with a single strike.

Other than Yi Jinghai, Kong Jiao could think of no one else.

It must have been the remnant thought Yi Jinghai had left within the Snow Spirit Dao Fruit. Seeing Kong Jiao fall into danger, it had intervened at the critical moment and delivered him from peril.

Kong Jiao's guess was correct.

The moment the word "Master" rose in his heart, a deep, resonant voice thundered through his sea of consciousness.

"Yi-Twelve truly chose himself a fine junior brother, and found this one a fine disciple as well."

Every word revealed his appreciation for Kong Jiao.

In Yi Jinghai's eyes, Kong Jiao's cultivation and the Dao rhythms of his true soul likely could not escape his discerning gaze.

Kong Jiao was about to answer Yi Jinghai when he saw his own body wave a hand, signaling him not to speak.

"This remnant thought of your master's will not last much longer, so I will speak only of what matters."

"You must remember every word your master says next. Do not be careless in the slightest."

Hearing the gravity in Yi Jinghai's voice, Kong Jiao naturally did not hesitate. He immediately answered solemnly, "Yes!"

"You must not touch the Snow Spirit Dao Fruit your master left behind. Not only can you not touch the Snow Spirit Dao Fruit, you cannot touch this fellow's Myriad Manifestations Dao Fruit either."

"After your master leaves, I will force the Snow Spirit Dao Fruit out of your body."

"Take the Snow Spirit Dao Fruit and the Myriad Manifestations Dao Fruit back to the First Cloud Realm, and hand