Evil Cold Demon Flame Emerges

"Undead aura, such an enchanting scent."

Electrolux's voice rang out within Bai Fan's Sea of Consciousness.

The aura of death here had awakened him.

Bai Fan's body was taken over by Electrolux, and his eyes turned grayish-white.

Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen, whom Bai Fan had shielded in front of him, instantly felt their limbs turn icy cold.

This chill differed from physical cold; it was a terror that struck the soul.

Grayish-white energy rose from the corpses on the ground and flowed into Bai Fan's body.

The massive explosion from before had collapsed the entire cave. Sunlight shone in, and the power of light entered Bai Fan's body as well.

"A mere piece of trash dares call himself the Death Messenger? You know nothing of the god of death."

That hollow voice echoed throughout the area.

A thread of grayish-white energy within Bai Fan's body silently flowed into his dantian.

The originally opposing ice and fire energies began to merge.

"Purify!"

Bai Fan cried out softly. The undead around them were instantly purified, breaking free from the Death Messenger's control and beginning to turn on him.

"Impossible! How could my puppets be controlled by you?"

The Death Messenger's expression was filled with terror and disbelief.

Before everyone's shocked eyes, the Death Messenger was killed by his own puppets.

Watching Bai Fan's miraculous methods, a trace of barely noticeable gloom appeared on Dai Yueheng's calm face.

The evil Soul Master had been eliminated, yet the struggle within Bai Fan's body was far from over.

The ice and fire energies in his dantian pressed tightly together, while the grayish-white power of the undead bound the two forces into one.

"What a risky decision."

Within the Sea of Consciousness, Electrolux revealed a rare look of surprise.

For the first time, he began