"Ah..."
Screams rang out as Li Yun stripped away Luomo's memories at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As the unending screams echoed, Li Yun's expression grew increasingly grim.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, something whistled through the air.
A chill swept toward him, and Li Yun frowned, instinctively moving to dodge.
But he soon realized that this power had locked onto him—no, onto Luomo's soul in his hand.
That meant he could neither dodge nor retreat while holding Luomo's soul.
"Reinforcements?"
A sharp gleam flashed in Li Yun's eyes as he roughly guessed the other party's intent!
Although he had not finished extracting every last memory, he had already obtained the information he wanted.
With that thought, Li Yun glanced at the soul. He did not destroy it completely; there was no time for that now.
With a thought, Li Yun released his grip. With another, he wielded the space-time law and activated his ability to leap through space-time, instantly vanishing from the spot.
The next second, a hand wreathed in sinister demonic energy appeared where Li Yun had just stood.
It seized Luomo's soul, and torrents of demonic energy poured into it, restoring it at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Within moments, the demonic energy even began forging a physical body around it.
"Just as I thought!"
At the sight, Li Yun narrowed his eyes slightly.
He had known that this fellow had come for Luomo, but he had not expected such an overwhelming intervention, much less that Luomo could be restored so effortlessly.
At that thought, Li Yun's expression shifted several times before he said, "This is certainly unexpected, but it's still within the realm of reason."
"But this hand doesn't seem to have come from the Devil Dao."
"It looks like the person behind Luomo is