Meanwhile, Huan Yi's physical body had not moved from the Linzi jails. But unlike what he projected before Hundun, here, the Demon Child's skin paled, with blood trickling down his eyes and lips as pitch-black energies coiled around the Manuscript of Forbidden Secrets.
"Your Greatness, forgive me! Forgive me! I will cater to your wildest fantasies! I will be your dog and slave! Please forgive me!" Again and again, Zi Xia banged her head on the floor, begging Huan Yi for forgiveness.
Though on the outside, the Demon Child gave the impression that he was getting weaker by the second, for reasons she couldn't comprehend, Zi Xia was only getting more scared. The demon half of her bloodline screamed in agony, urging her to beg as hard as she could for Huan Yi's forgiveness.
