"No..." Lan Hanyu whispered, her voice filled with disbelief. "This cannot be true."
Qi Zongwen, his expression filled with regret, continued his tale. "The Abyssal God Beast, consumed by rage and despair, rampaged through this land. Later, he briefly recovered his sanity and used his power to confine himself to the western side of this place."
"I have tried to reach him, to restore his sanity, to reclaim the noble spirit that once resided within him. But my efforts have been futile. The chaotic energy has corrupted him completely, leaving him a shadow of his former self."
Lan Hanyu's heart ached with profound grief. She clenched her fists tightly, her fingernails digging into her flesh as blood slowly seeped through the gaps.
Yun Lintian furrowed his brow. This was an impossible task. The Golden Qilin God's condition was entirely different from Lan Hanyu's. He wasn't sure whether he could bring him back.
