[Youtong Evil Technique is that powerful?] Yu Changsheng was utterly astonished.
[Yeah! I just tested it on Lihuo. She's high-level Sea Realm.] Lu Ran still sat by the cliff's edge, mentally connected to multiple stone statues within the garden.
Yu Changsheng still found it hard to believe.
His memories of the Youtong Ghost race likewise dated back to his time in the human world. Those shriveled, corpse-like creatures moved slowly and often appeared on the Night of the Fifteenth.
They had very much felt like "Newbie Village—low-level monsters," and their combat strength had been quite limited.
Who would have thought that such Ninth Rank Evil Beings possessed an especially terrifying pair of eyes?
[Young Master.] Huangfu Zhao said in a deep voice, [Should you ask Young Madam to come out and test the limits of the evil technique, Youtong?]
Lu Ran secretly nodded and carefully sent a voice transmission to the Evil God Lord. [Ruyi, shall we give it a try?]
"Whoosh!!"
The Evil God Lord responded softly and unfurled an enormous phantom.
"Gulp." Lu Ran's adam's apple bobbed as he raised his head to look at the Evil God who blotted out the sky and sun.
The Evil God Lord was quite considerate. She floated beyond the cliff, her phantom slowly descending.
Until a massive face appeared before Lu Ran.
A line suddenly surfaced in Lu Ran's mind. "That day, humanity finally recalled the terror of being ruled by giants."
"Come on."
The Evil God Lord was truly considerate. Her face descended again until one enormous eye was level with the Tiny Human Race sitting at the cliff's edge.
"Do we not need to summon out your true stone statue?" Lu Ran asked.
"Gods cannot lower themselves."
"Huh?" Lu Ran was somewhat confused, unable to understand where that had