Pain!
Boundless pain!
The Flower of the Other Shore clone had its mind devoured by the Red Mist upon coming into contact with it.
Yet only its mind had been devoured; its five senses and Divine Soul remained.
The clone was linked to Su Mo's Divine Sense, and Su Mo could feel the endless pain afflicting it...
This was not physical pain, but the pain of a shattered Divine Soul that could not die.
Su Mo had experienced this pain the year he left the Divine Realm.
Now, the uncanny presence within this Red Mist made Su Mo experience that feeling once again...
Su Mo gazed at the vast Red Mist, his expression blank and bewildered.
Su Mo spoke in a dry, hoarse voice. "I finally know why these people go mad after their minds are devoured..."
His voice was low and sorrowful.
This truth pierced his heart like ten thousand knives.
Through the connection between the Flower of the Other Shore clone and his Divine Soul, he learned... there was absolutely no way he could dispel the mist's poison, nor could he find a way to save these people.
As the Red Mist erased their minds, it also crushed their Divine Souls...
They simply remained ageless and undying under that uncanny Heavenly Dao rule of "Eternal Life."
Looking at Su Mo as he fell silent, the Great Calamity turned toward the people trapped in the mist and asked in a low voice, "They..."
It seemed that she, too, had some inkling.
"Why do they go mad?"
Su Mo gave a bitter, desolate smile. "Because it hurts!"
"It hurts terribly..."
Su Mo raised a hand and touched the cheek of the Little Girl before him who had descended into madness, his hands trembling slightly.
"The feeling of their Divine Souls