Within the world of the mind, Li Shiwei and Li Qi stood face to face at last.
And Li Shiwei's only feeling was... that she had grown stronger.
Truly, vastly stronger.
The most direct way to feel it was probably that she had transcended this world.
No matter how strong she had been before, she had still remained within the world, wielding "destructive power." But now, without question, she had reached a higher level.
As long as she still controlled the Death Demon Dao Charm, then all this power belonged entirely to her.
That was what those "Devil Lords" had said.
This "demonic thought shell," jointly created by the Devil Lords and powered by the Death Demon Dao Charm, was best suited to Li Shiwei's current state and could perfectly fit her desires.
All of her... desires.
"All of them?" Li Shiwei walked before Li Qi. Though her father was speaking to her, she turned a deaf ear.
Because she was thinking.
Of course she knew that this form of hers... was extraordinarily powerful, extraordinarily formidable, beyond reality, possessed of true substance, so vast, so...
Ugly.
How could a shell made of demonic thoughts possibly be beautiful?
"I won, so this is what I became, isn't it?" Li Shiwei asked herself inwardly.
To control this body, she had suffered greatly and taken countless risks, and so she had gained the power of the fourth rank.
It truly was... difficult to describe.
She had spent only one hundred and twenty years gaining control over fourth-rank power.
Over those one hundred and twenty years, she had gone through countless things. Not one second had she relaxed.
When she first came to this world, she had been curious. She had wanted to understand the truth of this world, and in the end, she