"Boom—"
The waters of Tamuhu Lake surged, instantly turning into frost around Han Muye.
Billion layers of cold ice froze Han Muye's entire body.
This chill of the ice was not only freezing the body, but most importantly, it directly penetrated the body, entered the soul, stepped into the divine spot, and shredded the memory!
No wonder the divine souls of the divine beasts in Tamuhu Lake all had fragmented memories and lost themselves—it was the influence of this giant's power.
Han Muye stood still, ice forming around his body, and within his divine spot, a voice sounded.
"This body has been well refined, not comparable to my Pantheon Clan, but it surpasses most other clans."
A colossal giant towering thousands of feet appeared within the divine spot, its body as tall as the three floating Divine Soul Swords.
"The soul has also been well refined, already formed into swords. This technique isn't much inferior to that of my Pantheon Clan."