When Snow's cultivation erupted to the Ninth-Layer of the Spirit Body Realm, Ghost Head froze in place. The pressure was so immense his blood practically stopped flowing, and every breath became a struggle.
He gasped for air, but a deep chill still permeated his body. He felt a terror unlike anything he had ever known.
As Snow slowly walked toward him, his heart leaped into his throat. He trembled like a leaf in the wind, and a cold sweat streamed endlessly down his back.
His eyes widened, his mind completely broken.
'Impossible, impossible! It must be an illusion. How could she be at the Ninth-Layer of the Spirit Body Realm?'
'How could she have reached the Ninth-Layer of the Spirit Body Realm in an instant, right before my eyes? It's absolutely impossible! She can't do this! She's a known waste, someone who couldn't even cultivate anymore! Everything I'm seeing is a lie... all of it!'
