The trees here were utterly different from those outside.
Their trunks rose straight and tall, their bark pale gold. Their long, featherlike leaves swayed gently in the breeze, scattering specks of luminous dust. A warm, sacred aura permeated the air. With every breath, a gentle energy flowed through the nose into the body, soothing every limb and bone.
This was the Six-Winged Angel Mimicry Training Ground.
Ever since Snow White had decided to remain in Spirit City to cultivate, she had come here every day without fail.
At the center of the woodland lay a clearing paved with an unknown white stone, smooth as a mirror, reflecting the golden halo overhead.
In the very middle of the clearing stood a miniature Angel God Statue, roughly the height of a person. Its carving was exquisite, its six wings spread wide, its face compassionate.
Snow White stood before the statue and slowly closed her eyes.
Her moon-white hair gleamed softly in the golden halo. Her delicate face bore no unnecessary expression, only a profound, focused calm.
She had been cultivating here for some time.
And throughout that time, she had been attempting one thing.
To fuse the Snow-Crested Swan's ice-type soul power with the sacred-attribute soul power of the Six-Winged Angel Martial Soul.
Soul masters with twin martial souls were not uncommon on the Douluo Continent. Yet every one of them followed the same ironclad rule: they could not use both martial souls simultaneously, only switch from one to the other.
Their soul power changed attributes accordingly.
When they used an ice-type martial soul, their soul power had an ice attribute. When they switched to an angel martial soul, it took on a sacred attribute.
The two attributes kept to their own waters, each ruling its own domain without interfering with the