Hu Yuan gently pressed his throbbing glabella, the Yinyang fish pattern beneath his fingertips still spinning frantically as the forces of good and virtue and evil seemed to wage a fierce battle within him. Taking a deep breath, he slowly began to recount what had just transpired. From the shattered Spatial Rift in Guitaizhen Town to his malicious split-off remnant soul at the Shadow Festival; from the Lord of the Demon Abyss's twenty-year scheme plotted inside the Hunyuan Cauldron to the thrilling clash between good and evil that had just ended. At the most emotional point, his voice choked with emotion. "To think that the moment I stepped into that rift, I had already walked straight into the trap of the Lord of the Demon Abyss."
Cháng Mínghào asked with a trace of eagerness in his voice, "So when you saved Huang Tingjian in Guitaizhen Town, those eerie black shadows..."
"Were indeed the minions of the Lord of the Demon Abyss," Hu Yuan said with a faint, bitter smile. "They deliberately lured me into their trap precisely to separate my malicious remnant soul and forge a physical body for it. Good and evil are originally two sides of the same coin; the Lord of the Demon Abyss thought that by controlling the evil, he could control me, yet he forgot that the power of chaos inherently encompasses all things."
Chapter 342