Crack.
The poison bottle shattered.
Amid a sizzling sound, Wu Qingyun's delicate little face swiftly turned dark green.
She tipped her face up and looked at Bai Pu, her mouth opening as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she could not utter a single word.
With a thud, Wu Qingyun fell to the ground.
Bai Pu's heart hammered violently.
He had never felt this kind of tremor before.
Dense regret, unwillingness, remorse, anger...
"These emotions are meaningless!"
Bai Pu forcibly suppressed them.
Looking at the four great Oracles ahead, a strange feeling surged up in Bai Pu's heart.
"The Witch is lying."
"Their actions don't rely on so-called authority."
"If this were a game, a witch who could revive infinitely and kill infinitely... there'd be no game balance at all!"
"And there's something strange everywhere. The Prophet being able to 'read minds' is terrifying enough, but he can even activate it unlimited times..."
Bai Pu immediately thought further:
"The Divine Envoys aren't relying on some so-called 'game authority'... and they definitely aren't using their own skills! Otherwise, Gaia Will would have intervened long ago and punished them."
"This is the Central Brain Domain... The witch said 'the game has begun'... which means this is fake!"
"No wonder it felt so familiar. This feeling is just like when I carry out meditative combat in my 'Mind Image Space'! Behind the valve is the Great Lord's Central Brain Domain, so this place should be the 'Mind Image Space' of the dead Deity, or a similar Spirit Realm!"
"I understand now! The moment we rushed into the valve space, we entered the lord's remains' Mind Image Space! No wonder calling out to Gaia Will got no response!"
The Prophet chuckled. "Rare indeed. To think a mortal has come into