Huo Yuhao Seeks to Save Ma Xiaotao, Holy Spirit Cult Harvests Souls of the Dead

Huo Yuhao stood before the fire well, clutching that wisp of Phoenix Flame in his palm as his knuckles gradually turned white. The fire still carried echoes of falsified Ultimate Ice—someone had used his name, his aura, and the spiritual anchor he had left for Xiaotao to personally push her into the cage.

"They used me to trick her." Huo Yuhao's voice was terrifyingly low.

Tang Wutong did not tell him to calm down. She merely stood at his side and pressed her Platinum Divine Sense into the edge of the corpse mist. Ma Xiaotao had not been captured because she was weak or foolish—she had believed Huo Yuhao was truly beneath the well, and because she had not dared gamble that the half-spoken "Sister Xiaotao" was fake, she had stepped into the Fire-Sealing Soul Tool Cage herself.

Ye Guyi had also rushed over, her face pale and the holy light on her sword not yet dispersed. "Yuhao, it was my fault. I couldn't stop Xiaotao. I'm sorry."

Huo Yuhao raised his eyes. "It wasn't your fault."

War gave no one time to slowly drown in regret. Huo Yuhao did not heed Ma Xiaotao's warning and began searching the entire city for her that very night. His Spirit Eyes followed the lingering traces in the corpse mist thirty li northward and found the first break in the trail. Bei Bei drew upon the Tang Sect's covert network through Shrek's communications hub and discovered that the Sun Moon Guard Army had temporarily changed its transport numbers three times outside the supply camp. He Caitou reverse-engineered the military patterns on the Fire-Sealing Soul Tool Cage and confirmed that such a powerful, precise Soul Tool with such formidable imitation capabilities could not have been made by the Holy Spirit Cult alone—someone from the