Emperor Jiang Li! I, Shen Lang, Have Won! (Please Vote)

Watching Shen Lang's body turn to stone inch by inch truly gave one the feeling that the world was collapsing.

Shen Lang—the man who had always created miracles, who had not been completely destroyed even in the cataclysm at the North Pole, who had defeated the Emperor of Great Yan—had actually become petrified, transformed into the same kind of statue.

How could anyone not despair? The shadowy impostor raised his head and stared at Shen Lang's petrified body for a long time.

Of course, this "long time" was less than a minute.

Shen Lang's entire body had turned to stone. Not a single inch had been spared.

At the same time, with the suppression gone, the Hell Soul Pearl on his bracelet released an eerie glow. The Hell Crystal and the powerful Ancient Human soul imprisoned inside let out wave after wave of howls, like ghosts weeping and wolves howling.

The shadowy figure sighed softly, despair nearly gleaming in his eyes. As expected, this was the outcome. Shen Lang truly had no hope at all.

Then he slowly floated up, his eyes remaining shut as he came to Shen Lang's side.

Shen Lang had issued an order: curfew tonight. No one was to leave their homes by even half a step.

Thus, no one witnessed Shen Lang turning to stone, and no one needed to experience such despair.

Having flown to Shen Lang's side, the shadowy figure examined every inch of stone upon him and sighed again. Then he removed the Hell Soul Pearl from Shen Lang's bracelet. When he first reached out, his arm trembled, but it quickly steadied as he seized the energy-filled Hell Soul Pearl in his palm.

Then he slowly drifted down and arrived outside the Great Pyramid.

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