The moment she saw the man's gaze, Zhan Yan's heart sank. She instinctively tried to leave, but suddenly took a palm strike to the back. Her mind went blank, and she forgot everything—where she was, what she had done, her name, her cultivation technique, her battle skills. In an instant, she forgot it all.
She even forgot to turn around, standing dazed as she stared at the mountains and rivers ahead.
Behind her, in the eyes of Wang Xiaoyu and the man with the insect nest, Wang Xu God's gaze was dark and distant. Her aura was completely different from before. She was like a rose blooming in the dark abyss. Both her clothes and veil had taken on a shadowy, profound hue. As Zhan Yan took a palm strike from the Sitting Forgetfulness Technique, Wang Xu God gently pressed a hand to her shoulder. In an instant, surging Sequence Particles spread wildly, completely invading Zhan Yan's body. Zhan Yan stood motionless like a puppet, unaware of everything.
Nine Wolves Devouring Heaven appeared in the sky, roaring up at the heavens.
The man who had obtained the insect nest was so frightened that his legs nearly gave way. He stared at the scene in terror. The nine enormous wolf heads exuded overwhelming power, as if they were about to devour heaven and earth.
Wang Xiaoyu stood atop the mountain, her hair fluttering in the fierce wind as she watched in silence.
With a hiss, a line of blood sliced through the air and spattered onto the ground in a perfectly straight line.
Zhan Yan remained dazed, still staring ahead. The light in her eyes faded, and she slowly fell.
Wang Xu God withdrew her hand, and the Sequence Particles vanished. Nine Wolves Devouring Heaven disappeared at the same time. She