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A deadly silence.
"We survived," Zhang Xiaoyi sighed with relief.
He voiced what everyone was thinking.
But—
"What exactly happened to Shen Ye? He can't possibly be that strong," Xiao Mengyu asked with some concern.
"I don't know... Perhaps a Divine Spirit has taken a liking to him and he used some kind of Divinity Transformation technique?" Nangong Sirui speculated.
That was the only guess they had.
Such things had happened in history.
...
Deep underground.
A three-meter-tall black woman stood to one side.
Lilias's corpse was impaled by a long tentacle, constantly bleeding.
Suddenly, she came back to life and glanced at Shen Ye.
Shen Ye said expressionlessly,
"Your soul is imprisoned here, and your flesh soaked in agony, only my consumption can return you to nothingness."
Lilias raised her hand intending to form a Spell Seal, but suddenly coughed up blood and died once again.
—She was not resigned to death.
But Shen Ye had already begun to transform.
