Wu Suiyun's voice was shaking. She could not help but extend her hands of pure spiritual energy toward her translucent head, as if she still could not forget the weird, excruciating pain even though she had been a ghost for a hundred years!
Ripples were spreading out from Meng Chixin's soul, too, making it as unpredictable as smoke billowing in the wind. He said coldly, "Wu Suiyun and I both observed each other's changes. We were both tortured by the flowing magma inside our bodies! Expanding from less than two meters tall to almost twenty meters tall in just one moment was an extremely gruesome process that drained all the strength in our flesh, blood, and soul. We couldn't have felt more exhausted, drained, and hungry!
"However, the changes to our bodies were not the scariest part.
"The weirdest changes took place in our souls and feelings!
