But before he could react much, Lu Sheng swiftly retracted a large number of tentacles.
Freed from the tentacles, Nan Ge lay flat on the ground, utterly stripped of her earlier high spirits. Yet the look in her eyes did not change in the slightest when she looked at Lu Sheng.
Looking closely, there was still a slight change.
If she had looked at Lu Sheng with anger at first, then now she looked at him with despair, anger, and hatred. "Huh?" Lu Sheng made an unexpected discovery.
The concentration of Evil God Power in this cave was simply too great, causing the Evil God contamination to seemingly fail.
"No, no, it doesn't seem like a complete failure." Lu Sheng carefully sensed Nan Ge's condition.
The Evil God Power seemed to have reached a delicate balance with some sort of power within her body.
This balance had occupied nearly all of Nan Ge's original power, to the point that she could not draw upon even a trace of it now and could only use the strength of her physical body.
Although a body capable of containing hundreds of millions of units of soul power was absolutely formidable as well.
Without soul power, however, she was at most an ordinary, weakened troll. She could handle ordinary Spirit Communicators, but against an expert, she would immediately be brought to her knees.
According to Lu Sheng's judgment.
Among the Spirit Communicators of this world, one million Dula of soul power was a dividing line. Above that level, they could collectively be called God Descenders.
This level and the golds and silvers below it were as far apart as heaven and earth.
And among God Descenders, the gap was equally vast.
The higher-ups of that Ice and Snow Association whom he had defeated earlier,