As Huo Yuhao looked at the purple point of light in his hand, his gaze shifted slightly. She felt the golden point of light in the vertical pupil on her forehead responding to it.
At that moment, the purple point of light in Huo Yuhao's hand simply rested there quietly, looking so peaceful, without the surging wildness of the purple mist from before.
In that last strike, Huo Yuhao had used the dissolving properties of angel divine power and the ability of Rakshasa divine power to absorb negative energy to stabilize the purple mist completely, keeping it from running out of control as it had before.
At the same time, the power within that cherry-pink soul ring had allowed his consciousness to enter it completely, enabling him to take hold of the purple point of light.
And now, the trace of gold within the vertical pupil on his forehead was calling to the purple point of light in his hand.
Perhaps none of these explanations mattered so much anymore, now that this purple point of light had fallen into his hand, just as the golden point of light had before.
Or perhaps talk of control or mastery was merely his explanation to himself at this moment, an explanation for his own actions, and a way of convincing himself.
Huo Yuhao looked at everything before him, then recalled the images and emotions that had appeared before his eyes earlier.
Those vast, jumbled images and complicated emotions seemed less overwhelming now, yet something occurred to Huo Yuhao...
At that, Huo Yuhao instinctively turned to look at everyone behind him.
Huo Yuhao looked at A Bao behind him, at Agares, at Vassago, at the other Demon Gods, and at Qiu'er.
Looking into Huo Yuhao's eyes as he turned toward her, Qiu'er knew what