Ma Xiaotao, the Holy Spirit Cult's last powerful evil soul master, had finally fallen. This evil organization, which had lurked in the shadows for centuries, could no longer threaten the continent's peace.
Although Ye Guyi had slain Ma Xiaotao with her holy sword at the final moment of nirvana, the greatest credit belonged to Huo Yuhao, who had arrived at the critical instant. Had he not appeared in time, Ye Guyi and the others alone could not have stopped Ma Xiaotao.
Yet after Ma Xiaotao's death, the hero who had protected the entire city vanished immediately, leaving no trace.
At that moment, inside Huo Yuhao's Sea of Consciousness.
The tranquil world of ice and snow, once composed of gold, emerald, white, and other colors, had changed completely. It had split in two from the center, dividing this world into two different colors.
One was a deep, heavy gray-white, while the other was an ice blue that radiated endless cold.
These two colors did not remain clearly separated at their boundary. Instead, they interwove in a wild, bizarre spectacle, trying to blend while simultaneously resisting one another. Their constant collisions unleashed one powerful energy field after another.
At the very center of these two colors stood Huo Yuhao.
The powerful energy within him had gone berserk again, but this time, he had no opportunity to release it into the outside world. He could only carefully control its flow through his meridians and Sea of Consciousness, reducing his pain while keeping it as stable as possible.
"Snow Empress, wh-what on earth is happening?" Xiao Bai's enormous body lay crouched behind the Snow Empress. She had been staying quietly in the Sea of Consciousness, and its sudden transformation had given her a fright.
Tian Meng shouted in panic, "Yuhao's two soul cores are