Putting away the immortal herb, Tang Mo lowered his head to look at the Water-Blue Orb embedded in the very center of the hall, seemingly one with the entire structure. A cold glint flashed in his eyes.
Although the malice coming from the orb was almost negligible, he had still keenly caught that inconspicuous trace of ill intent.
"Do me a favor." Tang Mo used his contract with Xiao Bai to transmit his voice into her mind.
"What are you planning?" Xiao Bai neither opened her eyes nor spoke aloud, instead communicating with Tang Mo mentally through their contract.
"Let me borrow your soul power," Tang Mo said bluntly.
Xiao Bai said nothing more and simply handed control of her soul power over to Tang Mo.
"Thank you." Sensing that Xiao Bai had opened her mind and entrusted her soul power to him, Tang Mo thanked her inwardly.
Then Dark Gold Dreadclaws appeared over Tang Mo's hands. The dark-gold talons lashed out, slashing straight at the Water-Blue Orb.
Clang!
The instant the claws struck the Water-Blue Orb, the ringing clash of metal erupted, and a rebounding force traveled along the Dark Gold Dreadclaws into Tang Mo's arms.
He instinctively shook his hands, lowered his waist, and drove power from his legs through his waist. Turning his body, he borrowed that rebounding force to swing the Dark Gold Dreadclaws again.
This time, however, he aimed not at the Water-Blue Orb, but at the floor connected to it.
Clang!
Another metallic clash rang out, yet not even a scratch appeared on the seemingly unremarkable floor.
At that, he realized that even if the Freshwater God might already have fallen, every inch of ground here had long since been bathed in his divine power. The Dark Gold Dreadclaws had yet to advance into