"It's melting! It's melting, big brother!"
Seeing the ice begin to melt, Tong Zhan tugged incessantly at Long Bo beside him, his face alight with excitement.
Long Bo was excited too, but his face darkened at those words. "I can see that. What do you mean, big brother is melting? Aren't I standing right here, perfectly fine?"
Tong Zhan smiled sheepishly. "A slip of the tongue. A slip of the tongue."
Everyone was delighted as they watched the ice that had frozen all of Water Moon Cave Heaven begin to melt.
This meant their judgment had been correct.
The Spirit Mirror's power really could unseal Water Moon Cave Heaven.
It meant the people of the Tong Clan could be saved as well.
Once their excitement subsided, everyone held their breath nervously, not daring to disturb Yuwen Tuo.
Yuwen Tuo concentrated fully, continuously feeding in spiritual power and drawing on the Spirit Mirror's power to melt the ice.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."
The Spirit Mirror's white light flickered incessantly. Gradually, more and more ice began to melt, as though time had temporarily stopped and then been set in motion again.
The ice and snow melted, and all things revived.
This strange otherworld gradually began to regain its vitality.
By now, however, Yuwen Tuo was drenched in sweat, his aura weak and his body long since swaying on the verge of collapse.
Yet less than half of Water Moon Cave Heaven had been unsealed.
Everyone watched him nervously.
Yu Huatian frowned slightly. "He's running out of spiritual power."
"What do we do now?" Long Bo and the others asked anxiously.
After a moment's thought, Yu Huatian extended a hand, placed it on Yuwen Tuo's shoulder, and tried transferring spiritual power to him.
But what he cultivated was sword essence. Although it was essentially