He felt that the original two types of spirituality within the Cold Star were gradually coalescing under a special power.
As black and white intertwined, this spirituality transformed into a void-like color.
At the moment when these two spiritualities merged into one, the Cold Star experienced a mutation.
A voice echoed in his mind, transmitted from the Cold Star.
"Qin An, place the Cold Star on the Reincarnation Ladder."
The voice was pleasant, belonging to the woman named Reincarnation whom he had met not long ago.
Qin An nodded slightly, then turned his gaze toward the Reincarnation Ladder below.
At this moment, not only him, but even Gu Yuan and other Forbidden Land Envoys, as well as the human cultivators and demon pseudo-gods, all reached their limits.
They struggled to resist, their faces as pale as paper.
When Qin An lifted the Cold Star, they stared deeply at him, feeling that Qin An had undergone some change.
This change came from the knife in his hand.
