"Do you not even recognize your own divine soul? Pull back your tail stinger!"
The pressure of a divine-level soul crashed down. The emerald scorpion stinger, which had been driving forward like a blade through bamboo, froze in midair, unable to thrust even a fraction farther.
The Ice Empress's original body stood rigid, disbelief filling her eyes:
"How is this possible... your aura... why is it exactly the same as mine? It even carries the aura of the Divine Realm!"
"Enough nonsense. Open your sea of consciousness."
The Ice Empress's spiritual manifestation hovered in midair, her brows tightly knitted. Looking down at Huo Yuhao, who was covered in blood with meridians nearly split apart by the cold, her eyes brimmed with anxiety and heartache.
She had no time to explain things slowly. She turned straight into a dazzling emerald streak, carrying every memory of their previous life and the horrific scenes of their self-destruction in the Divine Realm, and plunged without reservation into the crown of the giant scorpion's head.
"Humm..."
Memories of the future and the past collided and merged in an instant.
From their reluctant compromise at their first meeting in the Far North, to fighting shoulder to shoulder in the tournament and the campaigns in the Far North;
Then, in the great hall of the Divine Realm, faced with God King Tang San's schemes, this man's resolve to die rather than submit, detonating his godhood and tearing the Divine Realm apart in a horrific act of defiance...
All those memories surged through her mind.
Within a few short breaths, the raging killing intent surrounding the Ice Empress's original body dissipated completely.
The viciousness faded from her eyes, replaced by uncontrollable trembling and overwhelming emotion.
"Yuhao... it really is you..."
Amid the radiance filling the air, the emerald