The nether power of the Golden Whip had seared the throat of the Huangjue Tree, but seemingly unaware, its eyes bore intensely into Qin Ruan's belly.
A hand had transformed into a human silhouette, stirring within Qin Ruan's abdomen.
The treasure that could allow him to descend as a deity by swallowing it was in the palm of his hand.
Huangjue Tree revealed a distorted expression of excitement and pushed his hand further in.
"Aaaah!!!"
Qin Ruan screamed in fury and pain, her voice piercing the heavens.
The sky changed color, lightning flashed and thunder roared.
"Boom!!!"
One after another, fierce thunderbolts rolled down.
Dark clouds quickly drifted, accompanied by a wailing wind and flashes of lightning.
As if all the gods and Buddha in the heavens were furious at Qin Ruan's suffering.
The peril of heavenly fury drowned out her cries of pain.
So much pain...
Her stomach hurt so much that Qin Ruan wished she could die.
