The Shock of the Two Empresses

"Sir, what are those things?"

The transparent phantom asked the Pitch-Black Giant Octopus in terror.

Just now, he had used a technique unique to the Heavenly Dao Clan to scatter his primordial spirit, intending to completely occupy this Sea of Consciousness. But just as he began, several thousand monsters suddenly appeared.

Those monsters had no fixed forms, constantly shifting between various shapes. Yet they all had one thing in common: upon seeing the scattered lights of his primordial spirit, they pounced like wild cats that had caught the scent of blood, crazily chasing after and devouring them.

In just a few breaths, more than half of the scattered lights of his primordial spirit had been devoured. If he had not withdrawn them quickly enough, he would likely have died completely by now.

"What things? I want to know what those things are too!"

Despair appeared on the Pitch-Black Giant Octopus's enormous face.

As the strongest member of the Evil God Race, it had fallen into the position of livestock in a pen simply because it had entered that Human's Sea of Consciousness, able to be slaughtered by that Human at any moment.

What angered it even more was that there were exactly three thousand unkillable monsters in that Human's Sea of Consciousness, and whenever those monsters had nothing to do, they would come beat it up.

Not only that, after beating it up, those monsters would devour a portion of its Emperor Soul.

In only a few months, its Emperor Soul had already fallen by a minor realm.

A minor realm might not sound like much, but its Emperor Soul had originally been at the Emperor Realm Tenth Heaven. Falling by a minor realm meant that it would take at least a hundred thousand years to cultivate back to its