Chapter 36.2. The Awakened Gray Color
Amidst the loud laughter, the gray light within Huo Yuhao’s Spiritual Sea receded like a tide. After a few seconds, everything around him had returned to normal, and the gray pearl had returned to its original position.
“My hand grasps the sun and moon and plucks the stars from the sky; this world has no one else like me.” Muttering these domineering yet somewhat sorrowful words, Huo Yuhao couldn’t help but be left stunned for a moment.
The Skydream Iceworm cursed in rage, “Bastard, bastard! That old fella actually dared to ignore this Brother. He even cursed at me! I want to kill him, I really want to kill him!”
Huo Yuhao was jolted by the Skydream Iceworm’s voice, and said somewhat helplessly, “Brother Skydream, you should calm down a bit. That old mister didn’t seem to have any evil intentions.”
The Skydream Iceworm unhappily replied, “What do you mean ‘no evil intentions’? Weren’t you listening when he said that he wanted to crush me to death? This won’t do. Yuhao, you have to quickly raise your strength. He’s a parasite in your Spiritual Sea, thus only you can drive him out using your spiritual power. Even though his divine sense is at an extremely high level, he can’t hurt you since he’s a foreign object in your Spiritual Sea. Once your divine sense reaches his level, you’ll be able to easily deal with him.”
Huo Yuhao was somewhat helpless. “Brother Skydream, you just said that his divine sense was at a very high level. How long do you think I’ll have to cultivate in order to reach his level?”
“This… let me make a few calculations.” The Skydream Iceworm fell silent.
Right now, Huo Yuhao was extremely curious. The fact that an intelligent soul ring was in his body already allowed him to stand out from the masses, but he hadn’t expected to absorb a strand of divine sense when he’d fused with the Skydream Iceworm. This was his Spiritual Sea, and though he was far inferior to the Skydream Iceworm and the old man, he’d clearly been able to sense everything going on in here. When that old man had spoken to him, he’d been able to sense the vicissitudes and sincerity in his voice. From that, he’d been able to tell that he truly had no intention of harming him. Furthermore, that strand of divine sense was extremely weak, so much so that it was even weaker than his spiritual power.
However, was he truly as weak as he’d seemed? Huo Yuhao couldn’t help but think of everything that had just occurred. That seemingly-weak gray divine sense had taken control of his soul power, then activated the attack that had defeated Wu Feng. Even though it had been a Spiritual Shock, the gray light had been able to condense his spiritual power into something the thickness the strand of a piece of hair, which in turn had pierced through all of Wang Yan’s defenses and defeated her without actually harming her. Was this level of control something that he was able to compare to?