The Evil Baby let out a sinister chuckle.
Its laughter sent chills down the spine.
Mo Hua's heart shuddered with a sense of foreboding. No longer hesitating, he tried to summon the Robbery Thunder to utterly annihilate the Evil Baby—only to realize, as he raised his hand, it was empty.
"Gone?"
Mo Hua's heart jolted in alarm. He immediately focused his mind inward, and after some time, discovered the Evil Baby had transformed into wisps of black mist, infiltrating his Divine Thought Incarnation as though it were coursing blood.
And that wasn't all.
It was also seeping into his Divine Soul, gradually merging itself with it—bit by bit!
By the time Mo Hua noticed, it was already too late. He found that his Fuxi Soul—one of the Seven Souls—had completely darkened to a filthy, sinister black.
This was the color of the Evil God—a sign of contamination.
Mo Hua's expression changed. He immediately urged the Soul-Shocking Sword, using Sword Qi to cleanse his Seven Souls.
