The Lord of Calamity left with Li Xi, and the pressure blanketing the surroundings dissipated.
Jiang Ping An braced himself on his knees and stood back up, his eyes still clouded with unshakable anxiety and worry.
He had promised Sister Li Xi that he would bring her into the real world and let her become an independent individual.
But now, Sister Li Xi had been taken away by the Lord of Calamity. The consequences were impossible to predict.
Ying Cang, seated nearby, slowly sipped his tea. "Don't worry. Since that woman said she wouldn't harm your woman, she definitely won't hurt her. As a Lord God, she has the dignity of one. There's no need for her to lie to you."
Hearing this, Jiang Ping An relaxed slightly. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and stared at Ying Cang. "Did you deliberately bring Sister Li Xi out so the Lord of Calamity could take her away? What exactly is your purpose?"
It was one thing for him himself to be constantly plotted against, but now even Sister Li Xi had been dragged into it.
Jiang Ping An was especially furious, but Ying Cang was a Lord God. He had no power to resist at all.
Ying Cang still did not answer Jiang Ping An's question.
"You're always worrying about everyone else, never considering yourself. The person you should be most concerned about right now is yourself."
"Though you can use that damaged battle flag to repair your injured origin, that golden insect in your divine soul is still continuously devouring it."
"Before long, your divine soul will be completely gnawed away by that insect. That bug is extremely unusual. If you die, even I won't be able to revive you."
Jiang Ping An gave a miserable