Drip.
The sound was almost imperceptibly faint, yet in this deathly silent underground cavern, it was like a heavy hammer smashing hard against the eardrum of space.
It was silver blood. Carrying the brilliant starlight unique to a divine soul, it slid weakly through Han Yuchen's trembling fingers and fell. The blood struck the filthy, foul-smelling Obsidian floor and shattered instantly, splashing into a bleak, gorgeous bloom of silver.
Han Yuchen knelt on one knee in the icy sewage.
His head was lowered, his choppy black bangs hanging down and casting a heavy shadow over his face, making it impossible to see his expression.
His arms held the gradually cooling, delicate white body in his embrace with desperate force, yet with the utmost care.
Leng Yuebai's eyes were tightly shut, her silver-white long hair scattered in the sewage, stained with nauseating mud.
The terrifying bloody hole in her chest, pierced through by the Annihilation Death Ray, was devouring the last of her life force at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In midair, the massive Dark Purple Tentacle, huge as a mountain, was twisting leisurely in the void.
Thousands of newly healed dark purple eyes stared in unison at the two people below, their pupils flashing with undisguised greed and mockery. Waves of obscure, incomprehensible high-dimensional mental fluctuations, sharp as fingernails scraping across a blackboard, echoed wantonly through the cavern.
It was laughing wildly. It was gloating.
To Solonsen's will projection, erasing a Soul Fragment that contained the source essence of its old enemy was simply the most delightful feast it had had in ten million years.
It even deliberately slowed its devouring, like a wildcat toying with dying prey, looking down from above as it savored that low-dimensional human's despair.
However, Han Yuchen paid it no attention.
It