"No, no, no!"
Two streams of hot tears burst from the Heaven-Devouring Serpent's eye sockets. He stared in utter disbelief at the enormous meteorite that had suddenly vanished into thin air, while densely packed, centipede-like arms sprouted from both sides of his body. He used dozens of arms to clutch his head and groaned in agony. "No, no, no, it can't be like this! How can it be like this? Why did this happen?"
Lin Qi gave a low sigh of admiration.
That azure scepter should have been the Grassland God's divine artifact, shouldn't it? The ripples it emitted carried a powerful aura of life that could intoxicate one's very soul. Yet within that life aura, rich to the utmost extreme, the scepter also contained a trace of a strange resonance that transformed life into death—a resonance that filled one with despair.
The Desert God and the Grassland God had always been such a pair of utterly contradictory deities. The auras of their divine powers were both so strange.
Just now, one of the Grassland God's projected incarnations had suddenly appeared and drawn upon the power of her natal divine artifact. In an instant, she destroyed the very foundation of that meteorite's existence, erasing every trace that it had ever existed. That was why the meteorite vanished without a trace, not even leaving behind a speck of debris.
Correspondingly, Yin Qingyue had paid a terrible price. Her physical body had suffered devastating damage; every bone in her body had been shattered into who knew how many fragments. Even with the most miraculous potions, she would not regain the ability to move in less than half a year.
As for her soul...
A strange gleam flashed through Lin Qi's eyes as he clearly saw what was happening more than two hundred