Hui Yifan, frozen in midair, suddenly had his pupils contract, showing a look of horror. He wanted to speak, but his mouth couldn't move; his entire body was enveloped by an aura both extremely familiar yet strangely foreign.
This aura was foreign because he had never encountered it before—it was the mana of the young girl.
Yet this aura was familiar because it was...
Free Self!!
Hisss!!
An axe spun rapidly from behind, cleaving Hui Yifan's physical body in two, turning it into a pile of minced flesh fixed in midair through constant gnawing by the Yin Beast through the axe.
"Ah... The thrill of seeing one's child die with your own eyes is quite pleasurable indeed."
Lingdang cradled her cheeks with both hands, revealing a sickly smile, whispering softly, then she looked up into the sky again, unleashing an extremely hysterical laugh.
"Hahahaha! The Sun will not be swayed by such desires, your thoughts have been in vain, your schemes have failed!"
...
Boom!!
