A beam of white light swallowed Wang Qi. He felt like an ice cube dropped into boiling water, his entire body dissolving...
No, what was dissolving was not his flesh, but his immortal power.
The spiritual power throughout his body scattered like a hemorrhage, plummeting to rock bottom almost instantly.
—What...
—What exactly did the Black Star Revenge Merit Monument do?
When the King of Silence's swallowed flesh wrapped around the Black Star Revenge Merit Monument, Wang Qi had begun to suspect that this artifact might have played some special role in the King of Silence's loss of control—for instance, perhaps the giant immortal, while having his consciousness slowly erased by this artifact, had ultimately relied on his profound cultivation to refine the thing in turn, or leave some thoughts within it.
Plots like that seemed rather common in storybooks—the sacred artifact suppressing a devil becoming tainted by demonic qi after clashing with the devil's power for too long, and so on.
But at this instant, the King of Silence's choice to expose the Black Star Revenge Merit Monument and use it as a weapon made Wang Qi waver.
—If that thing were truly important, then the King of Silence should naturally have chosen to protect it...
—And a technique that dissolved the selfhood within another individual's power should not possibly coexist with a technique of "control"... If it really carried out some task with a controlling nature, then the King of Silence could not possibly have revealed it and used it as a weapon...
Yet as his power dissipated, Wang Qi's thoughts gradually sank away.
What followed was agonizing pain, simultaneous and synchronized, in every bit of tissue and every cell throughout his body.
"Uwaaaaaah!"
Wang Qi cried out in pain.
Super Modern Dharma!
Naturally, the King of Silence