After steadying herself, the Ice Empress stared at Chen Mo in astonishment.
She was a mighty four-hundred-thousand-year soul beast, comparable to a human Level 98 Super Douluo.
Yet that single strike had actually sent her stumbling backward.
What puzzled her even more was this.
That power was extremely peculiar, neither soul power nor spiritual power.
Chen Mo explained, "That was a Soul Attack."
As an alchemist, it was perfectly normal for his soul to be a little stronger, right?
His soul had been nourished by the Soul-Nurturing Art for years. After absorbing the Evil-Eyed Tyrant's hundred-thousand-year Head Soul Bone, reaching the spiritual realm wasn't unreasonable either, was it?
"What is a soul attack?"
"How does a soul attack differ from spiritual power?"
The Ice Empress and Di Qiu'er exchanged a glance, their little heads brimming with enormous questions.
Since when could the soul be used as a means of attack?
"That question is very profound. I can't explain it clearly in just a few moments."
"Let's meet up with the Snow Empress first."
"Don't forget, we shouldn't linger here. If the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler notices us, we'll be in trouble."
"Then tell us along the way."
Chen Mo took the Ice Empress and Di Qiu'er to find the Snow Empress.
Once the four reunited, they quickly left the Evil Demon Forest.
When the barrier disappeared.
Deep within the forest, the Evil-Eyed Tyrant Ruler sensed that his youngest son, the Evil-Eyed Tyrant, had lost his aura.
Then he charged outward like a madman.
He soon reached the place where Chen Mo and the others had just been.
When he saw the crystal on the ground, formed after the Evil-Eyed Tyrant's death.
He roared in fury, "Who? Who was it?!!!"
**"You dared to kill my child! I'll make you die a horrible