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Chapter 435 Obtaining the fragments
Han's figure was suspended in the air, and the moment the shock wave completely dissipated, the last trace of gray-iron light was completely extinguished.
There was a calm smile of relief and satisfaction on his face, as if he had completed his final mission. His huge body slowly dissipated from the air like a dead leaf.
Finally, he quietly merged into the ruins soaked with his light blue blood, becoming one with the holy mountain that he had guarded for countless years.
The wind picked up tiny ice crystals and dust, swirling them over the ruins of the collapsed temple, making a low whimper, as if it were a desolate and tragic song dedicated to the heroic souls.
Hu Qing and Gu Yang sat slumped in the cold rubble, looking up at the sky which was gradually clearing.
The sunlight penetrated the thin clouds and shone on the devastated battlefield, but it could not dispel the heaviness and confusion in my heart.
Two late Mahayana beings, one was the Ice Emperor who had been sealed for thousands of years, and the other was the chief of the Snow Clan who protected their race. They fell and disappeared just like that, like a candle in the wind, without a sound or a trace.
The huge power gap and the fragility of life intertwined together made them feel an unreal trance.
"Clap."
A crisp sound broke the silence.
A palm-sized fragment, pitch black in color with irregular edges, fell from the sky and landed on the ground not far from the two of them, reflecting a dim luster in the sunlight.
Gu Yang struggled to get up, staggered over, bent down and picked it up.
It feels cold to the touch, with a strange feeling of heaviness, as if carrying the sedimentation of countless years and unspeakable sorrow.
"The fragment of the holy weapon..." Hu Qing walked over and took the fragment from Gu Yang.
The moment he touched it, a cold and desolate breath spread along his fingertips.
The eyes seemed to flash before Han's eyes as he resolutely rushed towards the energy storm, the face of the Ice Emperor as his resentment dissipated, and the tragic scene of countless Snow Clan heroes who died one after another.
This fragment is no longer just a part of the holy vessel. It is soaked in the blood and tears of the race and carries hatred that spans thousands of years.
The two held the fragments, speechless for a moment.
What is heavy is not only its weight, but also the suffocating history behind it.
Gu Yang took a deep breath, trying to break the heavy atmosphere. He grinned, but his voice was a little dry:
"Well... that dynasty deduction doesn't seem to be very good.
Before, you swore that you would kill all the Snow Tribe people to get this thing, but what happened? This time..."
He paused, looking at the devastated ruins and the gray-black mountains in the distance that had lost their snow. "...it didn't seem to take much effort?"
Even he himself felt a little awkward when he said this.
Hu Qing nodded silently.
In this operation, it is not so much that they "obtained" the fragment, but rather that the Snow Clan entrusted the fragment to them at the cost of the heroic souls of the entire clan.
The process may seem "easy", but it actually relies on the shoulders of countless sacrifices.
He handed the fragment back to Gu Yang: "Keep it. After this one melts, only the last two are left."
Gu Yang followed his instructions and absorbed the black fragments into his Dantian Qi Sea.
Om-!
The moment the fragments entered the dantian, something strange happened!
The Twin Flower Sacred Artifact, which had been quietly floating in Gu Yang's Dantian, seemed to have sensed an aura of the same origin and suddenly burst out with an unprecedented soft light!
The newly arrived black fragment was like a wanderer returning home, instantly becoming extremely "lively and agile".
It was spinning rapidly in the Dantian, and couldn't wait to fly towards the main body of the twin flowers.
"laugh……"
A subtle but clear sound of energy flowing was heard within Gu Yang's body.
The pitch-black fragment fits precisely into the broken corner of the twin flowers, fitting perfectly!
The moment the two came into contact, the originally hideous cracks at the junction began to heal and close at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Countless tiny golden and blood-red threads of light shuttled and weaved through the cracks, like the most sophisticated weavers repairing ancient treasures.
A more complete and vast aura faintly emanated from Gu Yang's Dantian. Although it was still far from its complete form, it had already made a qualitative leap!
Gu Yang closed his eyes and concentrated, carefully feeling the changes in the holy weapon in his body.
After a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes and his expression became extremely strange, with a bit of surprise and confusion.
"Ah Qing..." He looked at Hu Qing, his voice hesitant, "The abilities brought by this new fragment... seem to be different from the previous ones."
"Different?" Hu Qing frowned. "What is it?"
"Control the soul." Gu Yang uttered these four words with a serious expression, "It's not a simple soul control, but... a deeper level of control.
As long as the soul has not completely dissipated, even if its original owner's body is dead, the power of this fragment seems to be able to 'capture', 'bind', and control it, and even... drive it to fight for us."
When Hu Qing heard this, he was stunned at first, and then the countless lifelike black shadows in the Remnant Soul Hall flashed through his mind, as well as the afterimages of the Snow Clan heroes who had just rushed towards the energy storm!
He suddenly realized, "So that's how it is! The Snow Clan has been worshipping the remnant souls for generations, using special secret methods to preserve the will of their ancestors...
The power of this fragment is probably exactly what Han needs, stemming from the Snow Clan's profound understanding and application of soul power!"
This ability is powerful and strange, and even has a hint of taboo.
Controlling the souls of the dead... this is definitely not a righteous method.
Gu Yang had obviously thought of this as well. He clenched his fists, feeling the unique, cold fluctuations emanating from the fragment within his dantian. His expression was complicated, "This power..."
"Power itself is neither good nor evil; it is the person who wields it that matters."
Hu Qing interrupted him, his eyes calm, "Now that we understand its origin and function, we must be more cautious. Let's go."
He looked towards the distant Remnant Soul Hall, which had collapsed for the most part but the main structure seemed to still be intact.
"Where?"
"The Remnant Soul Hall." Hu Qing stepped forward, "Since the power of this fragment is closely related to the remnant soul of the Snow Clan, perhaps we can understand it more clearly there.
Even...find out some of the true history of the last Snow Tribe. And..."
He paused, a glint of respect in his eyes, "It's time to go there and see the heroic spirits that have perished in the pursuit of protection."
The two of them gathered themselves together and, carrying the still unconscious Xiao Zi, walked through the devastated ruins and headed towards the Hall of Remnant Souls, which was engraved with the history and tragedy of the Snow Clan.
The sun fell behind them, stretching their shadows very long.
The new power he gained was like a double-edged sword, weighing heavily on his heart, and the road to finding the last two fragments of the holy artifact and fighting against the Demon King was still long and unknown.