“Okay.” Huo Yuhao nodded his head in agreement. However, how could he express the pain in his heart with mere words? How could the pain be dispelled with just a few sentences?

Wang Dong moved forward to hug him before turning and leaving. Huo Yuhao’s pain diminished a little as he felt Wang Dong’s sympathy.

He stood up and came to his bedside. He gazed at the sea of clouds that was drifting slowly by and clenched his fists tightly.

“Teacher, I’ll get stronger and restore your divine sense too! I’ll work hard!” He clenched his lips tightly, and Electrolux’s voice and smile surfaced in his mind.

Slowly, Huo Yuhao’s eyes turned greyish-white. His demeanor also changed. As a dim light flashed, he exuded a special aura – it was cold and emotionless.

A greyish soul ring slowly rose from his feet. Compared to an ordinary soul ring, this greyish soul ring was almost fifty percent larger. Behind him,...