What kind of soul skill is that, that it can do this?!

Of course, Huo Yuhao wouldn’t answer that. However, when his soul ring lit up, Tang Wutong was momentarily taken aback as she held his hand, and she subconsciously turned around to stare at him. A complicated look flashed through her eyes.

There were some disconnected memories in her mind, besides those that belong to Wang Dong’er, her childhood, and what happened afterwards; those pieces belonged to Wang Qiu’er. Currently, Huo Yuhao was using the soul skills that Wang Qiu’er had bestowed upon him, Spiritual Dispossession and Destiny’s Demise.

A black and white beam of light suddenly struck out across the sky, instantly striking Yan Shaozhe, who’d been hit with the Hexagon Array.

Huo Yuhao and Tang Wutong were the only ones who could see this black and white beam. The only thing the people spectating their battle could see was his Eye of Destiny, which had turned black and white, flashing faintly, and the air around them contorting slightly.

Yan Shaozhe felt chills run down his spine, while goosebumps broke out all over his body as a cold that chilled him to the bone coursed...