At that moment, Hou Yi had a strange smile on his face, yet the bizarre power within his body surged like tumultuous ocean waves.
"Farewell, everyone!" he said proudly, bending slightly as if saying goodbye to old friends.
"He's going to kill himself!" Jieyin said softly.
However, when Hou Yi was about to activate the power within his body, he found that he couldn't move. At that moment, a face appeared in his shadow—it was the face of the Demon Lord.
"Impossible, this power..." Hou Yi's face showed an expression of disbelief, seemingly shocked by the Demon Lord's appearance.
He struggled to turn his head, staring in astonishment at the Demon Lord's face that appeared in the shadow, carefully feeling the power transmitted from his soul.
"Don't forget, you owe me a favor," the Demon Lord said with a sinister smile.
All Saints remained silent, neither affirming nor denying the words of the Demon Lord, only Jieyin spoke up, "Let's see what's in his memory!"
