Gu Mingyuan had no time to use his spiritual power to communicate with the being inside. He shouted inwardly:
"Elder Yi, let's go!"
A gray undead portal opened behind him.
Gu Mingyuan strained his arms, dragging the heavy God-Sealing Platform as he fell backward, retreating straight into that gray void.
The Level 9 Soul Engineer and the Body Sect elder fighting in midair for control of the God-Sealing Platform both sensed that fleeting, unusual spatial fluctuation.
They whipped their heads around, their gazes piercing through the gap, only to catch a glimpse of gray light rapidly closing.
The God-Sealing Platform on the ground had vanished into thin air.
"Where did it go?!"
Inside a student dormitory at Mingde Hall.
The Blue-Haired Boy's body twitched on the bed. A faint blue-gold glow rose over his skin before he went completely limp and fell still.
Xuan Zi and Yan Shaozhe stood a few steps away, exchanging bewildered looks.
That divine pressure had just moved from between Huo Yuhao's brows into this eight-year-old child's body.
Even as Titled Douluos standing at the very peak of the continent's pyramid, they dared not rashly approach and touch that body. If they disturbed the fusion of divine consciousness, neither could bear the blame.
They could only hold their breath and stand rooted in place like two door gods, at a loss for what to do.
Meanwhile, inside Huo Yuhao's sea of spirit, everything had erupted into an uproar.
After a brief, deathly silence, Yu Xiaogang stood with a blank expression, his whole body shaking like a sieve.
He finally understood.
All that talk of honoring one's teacher, seeing daylight again, making up for past regrets... it was all fucking lies!
From the very beginning, Tang San had never intended to let him leave this sea