"How is this possible!? My Golden Body is still intact—how could this lightning art harm my soul body!?"
It was only at this moment that the Upper Cultivator's split soul finally settled his mind and conducted a thorough examination. Only then did he discover the illusion-inducing divine ability within his mind. "There is such a divine ability? Just what kind of Creation Origin has the Yang Clan obtained? As far as I know, they have already gained no fewer than four portions. Even in the Upper Realm, I had never heard of such a thing!"
Startled, the Upper Cultivator's split soul hurriedly removed the illusion-inducing divine ability from his soul body.
Yet after clearing away this blindfolding art and seeing the current state of his Golden Body, he was even more horrified.
His once flawless, nearly perfect Golden Body had now become covered in mottled rust.
Moreover, those rust patches of varying colors and sizes did not merely linger upon the Golden Body's surface. Some had already corroded deep inside, with only a final layer of spellcraft separating them from his soul body.
The power of the azure lightning from before had entered through those rust patches, damaging his soul body.
Seeing that his soul body was about to be corroded by the rust, the Upper Cultivator's split soul immediately tried to summon Metal Dao Breath to reconstruct his Golden Body.
Yet the moment he formed the thought, he realized that due to the frigid water art, the Metal Dao Breath in this place had also become damp and heavy.
Using it to repair the flaws in his Golden Body would instead accelerate the rust's corrosion.
"Damn it! What kind of cursed spellcraft is this!? When was it cast!?"
At last, the Upper Cultivator's split soul felt a measure of