After the God of the Sun retreated, everyone looked at Nalant's body, and their expressions immediately changed.
"This... the God of the Sun sent the Void Demon God's heart into Baron Nalant's body."
"Damn it, Baron Nalant, are you all right?"
The high priests of the Divine Kingdoms, the King of the Hills, and the others immediately called out to Nalant in concern.
Nalant's condition was naturally far from good.
After the God of the Sun had sent the demon god's heart into his body, he did not feel any swelling in his chest for the moment.
It was as though the Void Demon God's heart had no physical volume at all.
But as the demon god's heart beat, he could clearly feel an evil, icy chill slowly spreading through his energy channels.
And this evil, icy chill was precisely the power of faith absorbed by the Void Demon God's heart.
Because the Void Demon God's power of faith all came from undead creatures, its outward characteristics were naturally different.
Nalant hurriedly mobilized his divine power, doing everything he could to stop the invasion and spread of that icy chill.
He finally managed to suppress those auras for the time being, preventing them from invading further.
Of course, though he could temporarily suppress it, the spot in his chest where the demon god's heart lay still carried an unavoidable icy coldness.
Therefore, if he did not resolve this demon god's heart or force it out of his body, Nalant's chest would sooner or later suffer damage.
More importantly, the demon god's heart was now like a newborn fetus, constantly absorbing the power of faith as it grew.
So, it might only be a heart now, but after some time, it might gradually turn into another form.
And when that time