He still remembered Wen Xu-Xu's instructions: as long as the ribbon over his eyes remained, he had not yet reached the brink of truly losing control. And Chen Zui-Zui could still communicate. His most urgent task now was to get the two of them out of this land of Pink Snow.
Before they found an effective way to break it, they could not let Wen Xu-Xu and Chen Zui-Zui be snowed upon again.
Though he had no idea why he was completely unaffected, so what? Bian Chunchou felt his brain did not need to ponder such things. Saving people came first!
Wen Xu was indeed in terrible condition at this moment. His spiritual power was an exceptionally pure wind spiritual aura. As the wind and snow around him swept him up, dense, tightly packed negative emotions flooded into his body almost instantly. Only then did he understand that these distorted emotions—resentment, hatred, helplessness, fury—all came from the citizens of Rongyuan City buried beneath the white snow.
And now, carried by the wind, they all rushed into his body in one fell swoop. Of course he was in agony.
The instant Wen Xu noticed it, he directly used his spiritual power to sever his perception of the wind. Yet even so, the impact he suffered was no small matter. He soon discovered that Golden Light... could dissolve and deliver salvation to these twisted, negative entities, but the amount of Golden Light was limited.
In that instant of weighing the pros and cons, Wen Xu immediately gathered the Golden Light back in.
He could not use it. Even if Golden Light would gradually recover over time, its recovery was far too slow. He could not gamble on it. If the Demon Seed began to parasitize him while Golden Light was still recovering,