Fire Dance didn't say much; she was like a kind mother, embracing everything about Quan Yi.
Moreover, she firmly and unhesitatingly stood by Quan Yi's side, proving to him that he was not alone.
The warmth from her cheek flowed along his skin and into Quan Yi's heart.
His intensely white-hot heart, burning with rage, quickly calmed under Fire Dance's soothing touch.
Quan Yi waved his hand, dispelling the current scene, and the entire space returned to the initial state within the temple.
Salas, like a living corpse, collapsed onto the chair, liquid flowing from the corners of his mouth, eyes, and nose, unnoticed by him.
His unwavering faith in light had been shattered by Quan Yi's punch, and he could no longer find the pillar to support his spirit.
"Vermin, so we are vermin that suck the blood of humans, haha, hahahaha!"
Looking at Salas in this state, Quan Yi didn't feel any joy; instead, he felt even more empty.
Even if Salas were obliterated, nothing would change.
"Salas, have you seen who your real enemies are?"
Quan Yi spoke on behalf of the common people who were unseen in the spirit master world but had countless connections with it, posing a question.
Do not ignore us.
Do not forget us.
Even if they cannot speak, they are shouting silently.
Salas's scattered pupils, facing the sky, stiffly looked towards Quan Yi.
He spoke unclearly, yet intermittently:
"They are not only our enemies but also your enemies.
As long as you are a spirit master, you will inevitably clash with them.
And you are also spirit masters.
Since you are all spirit masters, then you are no different from me; you are all disgusting bloodsuckers."
Salas seemed to realize his end was near, and the last of his brilliance erupted at this moment.
He tried to drag both of them to the bottom of the abyss.
In response, Quan Yi and Fire Dance held hands, stood up together, and walked in front of Salas.
Quan Yi looked down at Salas and said faintly, "Who said that becoming a spirit master means you must suck the blood of common people?
Isn't the blood of spirit masters sweeter?"
"Heh!"
Hearing this plain tone, Salas gasped in shock.
His pupils trembled violently as he looked at Quan Yi as if he were looking at a monster.
"You want to betray the spirit masters?
Madman, madman!
What's the difference between doing this and cutting off your own flesh!
I don't believe it, I don't believe it!
An unrevealed, dark killing intent spread from Salas's body.
At this moment, Salas represented not just himself but the epitome of the entire spirit master group.
This included not only the Spirit Hall but also all the spirit masters scattered in every corner of the world.
Quan Yi had always hidden this thought in the deepest corner of his heart, never revealing it.
However, as his strength increased, the suppressed idea gradually began to rise, and recently, it had almost reached an uncontrollable level.
He was very clear that such an idea meant being an enemy of the entire spirit master world, the spirit master class.
Perhaps, this might even include Quan Yi and Fire Dance's families.
Although he had not had too deep of an involvement with the Douluo Continent, nor had he suffered any unforgettable hardships,
it was because Quan Yi had seen what it was like for people with dignity to live.
The memories of his previous life, like ghosts, forever haunted Quan Yi's mind, never to be forgotten.
Before becoming a spirit master, Quan Yi had a more important identity, which was that of a human.
As a fellow human, when he could see for miles and hear in all directions, Quan Yi could not ignore their cries.
A guy who would risk his life to save a little girl, how could he suppress his nature?
Quan Yi had never changed from beginning to end.
"Hoo!"
Quan Yi looked at Salas's expression and laughed in relief.
The hesitation in his eyes completely disappeared, replaced by clarity.
He sincerely thanked Salas: "Thank you for strengthening my belief.
This was a very meaningful conversation.
As for whether I can succeed, use your own eyes to confirm it!"
A bright smile spread across Quan Yi's face.
This was the last scene Salas saw.
Because, in the next second, the entire world was covered in seven-colored golden light, and Salas's consciousness was interrupted.
Back in the Spirit Hall of Reality.
The seven-colored golden light between Fire Dance's eyebrows condensed into a line, shooting straight into Salas's forehead.
From the rapid change of the scene, it could be seen that the conversation just now took place in a fantasy within the Domain of Light.
Ending the conversation, Fire Dance walked in front of Salas and extended her left hand, releasing another skill.
Infernal Phoenix Left Arm Bone Skill, Tyranny Domain.
With the blessing of divine power, the released Tyranny Domain reached the level of a god-level domain.
Seven-colored golden light shot out from Fire Dance's palm. In her own Saint Spirit vision, she could clearly see Salas's withered soul rapidly recovering under the illumination of the domain's light.
Without the need for divine power, Salas, whose Dao heart had been shattered, had no will to resist the Tyranny Domain. In just an instant, Fire Dance completed her tyranny over him.
Orange-red phantoms spread from the soles of Fire Dance's feet, taking Salas into her Fire Shadow Space.
The originally spacious Fire Shadow Space now seemed crowded.
Because all the members of the Spirit Hall had been taken into it by Fire Dance.
Among them, the Temple Knight Corps responsible for guarding the temple was one of the Spirit Hall's three major knight corps.
The bottom line for the selection criteria of the Temple Knights was level fifty-one.
The knight corps equipped with all spirit emperors was completely taken under the command of Quan Yi and Fire Dance after today.
The heavy rain separated the Spirit Hall from the outside world, and no one would know what had happened here.
After doing all this, the two faced each other, and Quan Yi took the lead in apologizing: "Sorry, I didn't discuss it with you beforehand."
Fire Dance shook her head and smiled: "I know your heart; you don't want me to bear your pain.
However, our hearts are already connected; your pain is my pain.
I am willing to share it with you!"
There was also no hesitation in Fire Dance's eyes; in her clear pupils, there was only the determination and will to advance and retreat with Quan Yi.
Even if she couldn't fully understand what Quan Yi wanted to do, she was clear about the consequences of this matter.
But even so, she still chose to support Quan Yi, and her only reason was that she believed in Quan Yi.
Having such a beauty, what more could a husband ask for?
Quan Yi once again experienced this.
Fire Dance's support filled his heart with strength.
He held Fire Dance's hand tightly, his heart surging: "Then let us change this man-eating world together!"
