In the midst of a blood-soaked battlefield.
Suddenly, Shen Ye had a premonition and looked down at his arm.
He saw the iron chains wound around his arm quickly loosen and fall to the ground with a clang.
The contract...
Had it been dissolved?
The next second.
The three-meter-tall black woman reappeared.
She took Lily away in her arms and appeared again empty-handed.
"Child, what is your name."
"Ye," Shen Ye replied.
"Ye, I understand you now. You're capable of summoning such divine spirits; your talent is truly unsurpassable. I must protect you."
From her black physique, fourteen hands stretched out, swiftly forming seven spell seals before looking towards Shen Ye.
"The problem is serious."
"The divine spirit has fully revealed its true form, beyond my expectations, but fortunately, we have this technique."
"This is..." Shen Ye watched the seven continuous spell seals she executed.
These were seven techniques!
