The youth on the throne spoke in an indifferent tone, conveying a succinct and clear meaning with his icy words.
"Release your Divine Soul and submit to Soul Searching."
"Soul Searching..."
A chill filled the heart of the Ice Phoenix Demon Monarch, and anger flared within her.
She even considered burning her Essence Blood and Life Energy, fighting to the death, if only to splatter the other with her blood.
However, when she lifted her head.
What she saw was a youth in green robes sitting calmly on the throne, with eyes serene, devoid of triumphant glee commonly found in the newly ascended, and without the endless hatred for the Demon Race.
He was merely looking at her in such a way.
Somehow, the Ice Phoenix Demon Monarch felt an icy chill in her heart, losing all courage.
Even with the Divine Sense space Talisman in hand, what could she do?
Now that both her Divine Soul and demon body were restrained, what could she do?
What more could she do?
