"No need to thank me." Huo Yuhao regained control of his body, while Electrolux fell silent for the moment within his spiritual sea. He looked up at Ghost Nana and shook his head.
"Go on. See them one last time." Huo Yuhao's voice was calm, without a trace of condescension.
Parting in life and death wore a person down more than anything.
If someone could not see their loved ones even once more before they passed, the regret would become a knot in the heart that lingered for the rest of their life.
Nana trembled. Tears spilled uncontrollably from her eyes. Without another word, she nodded firmly, turned into a wisp of ethereal white mist, and rushed straight into the Underground Palace where the souls were imprisoned.
Huo Yuhao stood alone in the Underground Palace. An evening breeze swept over the walls, stirring scraps on the ground.
He had intended to find a way into the Holy Spirit Cult. Instead, by killing that Evil Soul Master himself, he had severed the contact lead he had worked so hard to find.
There were only two paths before him if he wanted to infiltrate the Holy Spirit Cult.
First, find an existing channel for recruits. Second, hunt down members of the Holy Spirit Cult and earn entry through killing.
But he would never harm innocent civilians just to get into an organization of Evil Soul Masters. He could not do it.
The thought gave Huo Yuhao a headache. The situation was genuinely difficult.
Before long, faint sobs came from within the Underground Palace.
Nana slowly emerged from the shadows, grief hanging heavily over her. Tear tracks still marked her cheeks, and her eyes were red. She had clearly said her final goodbye to her parents' souls.
They were her family. Even as