"Ultimate Splendor descended; all thoughts returned to void."
As a statue of a divine maiden descended from the heavens, an ethereal voice also rang within the Soul Art Spirit's mind.
Before he could react, that strange, illusory sensation of emptiness vanished without a trace. In its place came the sense of transcendence and transformation he had felt when karma had descended upon him before.
"Ah! Good! It's back! That mysterious power drove away those decadent sounds just now—I knew it! This isn't over yet!"
Feeling that mighty power descend upon him, his spirituality was stirred once more and began growing at an unprecedented speed. The Soul Art Spirit was overjoyed, and his state of mind, which had been on the verge of collapse, stabilized again.
With the support of this power, even without more lifespan to burn, he would still be able to deal with Yang Yuanhong and the others.
"He who acts in accordance with Heaven is aided by Heaven! The descent of such great power proves that what I am doing is what the Great Dao recognizes! What Heaven decrees cannot be changed—this is the origin of destiny. No matter who comes, it will be useless!"
The Soul Art Spirit shouted, then began wielding this power to brutally suppress Yang Yuanhong and the others while shielding the wind-and-snow Dao laws that had originally been about to be refined.
"Hmph! And you things that should never have appeared—get out of this realm!"
With a single thought, immense karmic power instantly swept across the entire world, wiping away the sun Yan Ming had become, the vitality brought by Zi Xue and Cui Zhu, and the heaven-and-earth spiritual energy brought by Yun Xiang. The bitter cold and wind-driven snow once again shrouded the world.
Under the Soul Art Spirit's actions, Yun