Psionic energy pierced the Dimensional Boundary and wrapped around the Evil God still gestating in the blood mist.
At that instant, the blood mist touched by the psionic energy began to boil and spread toward distant regions.
"Woo~"
For a moment, it was as if demons were running amok. The Evil Gods stirred by the disturbance in the surrounding area seemed to have caught the scent of blood and came rushing over in a frenzy.
Lin Zhichen paid no attention to the others. Instead, he extended his psionic energy, wrapped it around the gestating mass of flesh, and pulled it toward the Three-dimensional Universe.
"There's resistance." He sensed a powerful evil force quietly pressing in, seemingly the instinctive resistance of this spacetime itself.
The resistance could only slow him slightly. Lin Zhichen pulled with all his strength and wrenched the gestating lump of flesh free.
"Success." He looked at the disgusting mass of flesh floating before him and breathed a sigh of relief.
"What is that thing? It's disgusting!" Liu Manyun looked at the writhing mass of flesh that had suddenly appeared before them and shuddered in revulsion.
Lin Zhichen smiled. "Didn't you want to leave an Evil God's essence in the Fallen God Realm? This is the seed that's still gestating!"
"Ah, this..." Disgust showed on her face.
With a thought, he summoned a ball of Crimson Gold flame. It was dragonfire, and it began to burn the Evil God's egg.
"Eee!"
A piercing scream echoed through the Crystal Throne's core, but the Psionic Runes that appeared around it purified the sound.
The evil creature screamed in the flames until it turned to ash, then transformed into a ball of pure essence light.
"Is this essence light?" A trace of fascination flashed through Liu Manyun's eyes. Instinctively, she could