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No, that wasn't a crane's cry! When Li Huowang's five senses fused into one and he used this new sensory organ to perceive the crane cry in the depths of space once more, feeling the immensely complex content contained within it, he finally understood what it was.

That wasn't a sound—it was one of Yu Er God's hands! Or perhaps one of Yu Er God's branches! Yu Er God was shapeless, colorless, without hope or future. When he heard that crane cry, Yu Er God had touched him!

The crane cry struck again, and Li Huowang felt the other party take away his throat! Take away his voice!

Completely engulfed by pain, Li Huowang immediately stretched out his mangled, bloody hand and clutched his own throat with all his strength, stopping it from making another sound!!

In the deep black sky, they fell deeper and deeper. Li Huowang seemed to feel that he had reached Beyond the Heavens. If they kept falling like this, they would surely return to White Jade Capital again!

Yet Li Huowang had no intention of fleeing for his life. Listening to the increasingly loud crane cry, he let out a savage roar and opened his mouth, shoving his hand straight down his throat.

With a wrench and a tug, Li Huowang ripped everything out of his throat and hurled it toward the sky with all his might.

The next moment, Li Huowang felt his mangled throat unfurling in midair like a butterfly, continuing to emit that bizarre crane cry.

It was as though that throat had grown a head. Everything around it opened its mouth at once, and the miserable screams from those mouths gradually turned into crane cries.

Just as the crane cry was about to reach its peak, a woman's voice filled with