Such a short lifespan, yet such formidable strength—this clearly did not fit normal circumstances!
"Not bad. Let's take these people back first."
Glancing at the old man still unconscious on the horizon, Shen Yi said no more. After sweeping his gaze around, Winnie tactfully spoke up. "Everyone, withdraw."
At her calm command, all the Shadow powerhouses present understood her meaning. Without even thinking to ask questions, they hurriedly left this troublesome place.
Once every living being nearby had dispersed, leaving only Shen Yi, Winnie, and the two unconscious people, Shen Yi took out a petal from the Seven-Petaled Polo Sha and lightly brushed it beneath Tanamo's nose.
At once.
A hazy fragrance, carrying a force powerful enough to stir up waves in the soul, entered Tanamo's nostrils. Her delicate lashes fluttered, and then those eyes that had once intimidated all challengers slowly opened.
The moment she opened her eyes, Tanamo felt excruciating pain throughout her entire body. Her soul and body seemed to have been thrown into a calamitous small world within the Twilight Abyss and subjected to endless torment. Yet after only a few breaths, she adapted to the immense agony in both body and soul. Her tranquil, watery eyes swept over Shen Yi and Winnie, then passed over the old man not far away, whose power she had forcibly drained.
Perhaps sensing the scrutiny in Winnie's and Shen Yi's gazes, Tanamo caught her breath and calmly said, "Take me back to the Succubus race. This is not the place to talk."
Her faint words seemed to exhaust all the strength in her body. Shen Yi and Winnie did not hesitate. The space around the four of them shifted rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, Tanamo noticed that the unfamiliar scenery around her had returned to the