Thanks to the communion of bloodlines, gods impenetrable, this principle does not truly manifest in the Hanba Clan.
But Elder Yin, Elder Yang, Ye Liuying, and Mang Hao, could only glimpse in shock and swiftly turn away their gaze.
Ye Hanjun was able to hold on a little longer, he saw Goddess Ba reach out her hand, touched her severed neck, and that confusion emanating from within seemed denser than the morning dew:
"Such a feeling of weakness..."
"Who am I? Who are all of you? Where is this place?"
As soon as these words came out, all the corpses were in an uproar.
Mie Quan and the Buddhist chants were stunned, looking at the headless Goddess Ba in disbelief:
"Ancestor... have you also lost your memory?"
"No no no, this can't be possible. It's one thing for us to lose our memories, but you are one of the strongest god sealers, as the Nether Corpse God, who could possibly taint your divine consciousness?"
"Keep calm, let me think..."
