Inside the Primordial Spirit Sword Palace.
Black and red fiercely contested for control over the body's power.
"Huo Qingkong, don't forget your master's entrustment to you! Don't let the evil thoughts in your heart consume you! You can do it!"
The Demon Emperor couldn't bother to hide his concern anymore, knowing that Huo Qingkong's consciousness was nearly in chaos, he urgently shouted a reminder.
"An unknown evil is approaching from the outside, and if you let malice devour you, the whole world will perish! Only you can save everything! Wake up quickly!" The Demon Emperor yelled, continuously using secret techniques to stimulate the memories in the black Primordial Spirit's heart.
The Faceless Scholar was a destroyer and a recommencer, with no memory, but Huo Qingkong had memories.
As long as he could maintain his memory and stabilize his human essence, it would weaken his overall strength, and everything wouldn't be too far off even if it was a bit lacking.
