"Whoosh!"
The "River of Destiny" that had been swirling around Li Yuqing suddenly dissipated before everyone's eyes as if it had never appeared.
And the mysterious and unpredictable Power of Destiny also transformed into mottled specks of light, vanishing along with the disappearance of the river.
Countless eyes in Purgatory watched Li Yuqing with malice, all regarding her as Yi Hao's puppet and treating her as the incarnation of the God of Destiny.
However, Li Yuqing had become as frail as a wisp of thread, seemingly having drained all the vitality and Divine Consciousness within her body, and she fell into a faint on the spot.
She seemed to be nothing more than a vessel used by Yi Hao to unleash his Divine Skills, and once she had exhausted all her strength, she was deemed worthless, no longer capable of other uses.
Her tall and graceful body began to descend from the sky.
"Buzz buzz!"
