Chen Lin watched Nana's transformation, his heart sinking despite himself. But the snow-white altar was radiating such terrifying pressure that he could not flee even if he wanted to.
Nana's aura grew stronger and stronger, and her body gradually became solid.
The process lasted as long as it took an incense stick to burn.
Once all the light had been absorbed, the enormous altar had turned black.
The pressure on Chen Lin eased, but he did not run. Instead, he looked toward Nana, his expression shifting uncertainly.
Nana's body had become extraordinarily large.
Standing more than a hundred feet tall, she towered like a majestic goddess, regarding Chen Lin with cold eyes.
The corner of Chen Lin's mouth twitched.
"Are you the Divine King Manifesting All-Saints of Duotian?" he asked gravely.
As he spoke, he quietly held the Grotto-Heaven Jade Pendant in his hand, ready to summon Xiaohua at any moment.
She was at least in the Sage Realm now. Nothing he did would make a difference. It would be best if they could talk things through; otherwise, he could only let Xiaohua try.
But when Chen Lin remembered how he had made her cook and wash his feet, he felt this would probably be difficult to resolve peacefully. It was already remarkable that she had held back until now without attacking.
"I am not the Bizarre King."
The answer surprised Chen Lin.
But before he could ask another question, Nana's emotionless voice rang out again.
Looking down at Chen Lin, she said, "Do something for me, and I will spare your life and tell you how to control the Slave Seal."
"Please tell me, my lady."
Chen Lin responded respectfully.
"Within a thousand years, go to a place called Huqiu and take down the sixteenth wind chime there. Succeed,