Chapter 2.3. Skydream Iceworm
“Too weak, too weak. This is simply too tragic. I’m so pitiful, ah! Just how many more seals will I have to put on my body before his weak body can support me? It’s so hard to become an intelligent soul ring.”
When the Skydream Iceworm had surged towards Huo Yuhao’s body, a layer of incorporeal spiritual undulations had spread out from its body. These terrifying spiritual energy undulations almost instantly covered everything within a hundred miles.
When the spiritual energy undulations covered Bei Bei and Tang Ya, who had sped up to chase after Huo Yuhao, they immediately fell into a momentarily sluggish state. Although the spiritual attack hadn’t been too damaging, it still caused all living beings to lose their ability to think for a short period of time.
At this moment, a large portion of the southern area of the Great Star Dou Forest had become frighteningly quiet.
Previously, the sky had been extremely clear and sunny. However, it had suddenly darkened, and a thunder-like boom resounded out in the air. In that instant, the sun’s brilliant rays of light were unexpectedly covered up by the darkness. Then, an enormous pressure that caused one to be unable to even breathe descended from the sky.
When the thunder-like boom resounded in the air, the Skydream Iceworm’s enormous body, who was currently trying to merge with Huo Yuhao’s body, violently shook for a moment. Its small, golden eyes looked upwards into the sky, and a terrified look immediately appeared inside of them. Inside of that terrified expression was also a hint of shock. The pressure in the sky clearly hadn’t affected it, but it exceeded its knowledge.
A grey stream of air descended from the sky, as if an enormous attractive force had sucked it downwards. After only an instant, it landed on the back of Huo Yuhao’s head, and quietly entered it.
“Who dares to fight with this brother over a person?” The Skydream Iceworm flew into a rage. Its huge spiritual undulations instantly surged forth in an attempt to expel the grey stream of air from Huo Yuhao’s body.
An extremely blurry figure appeared behind Huo Yuhao, and an aged voice with a hard-to-describe imposingness echoed out, “The hand grasps the sun and moon, and also plucks the stars; This world has no one like me. I didn’t think that this old man would have a trace of a remnant spirit left that still existed here.”