Deep within the God Realm, in a gloomy divine hall occupied by Evil Spirit Phantom and forcibly twisted by dark power.
She sat cross-legged, floating in midair, her body surrounded by dense, ink-like dark energy. Clearly, she was healing the injuries Little Sprout had inflicted on her.
However, at the thought that Lin Ze'an had already completed his coronation, a ruthless, resolute glint suddenly flashed through her eyes!
No! Absolutely not! She had to obtain what was on him, or else...
At that thought, Evil Spirit Phantom let out a piercing shriek and stopped suppressing the restless origin power within her.
"Boom—!!!"
A dark green energy far deeper and more violent than before, brimming with the dense aura of death and the netherworld, suddenly erupted from her body.
In an instant, the dark green radiance devoured everything around her, turning the divine hall she occupied into a ghostly domain!
Immediately afterward, an incomparably thick pillar of dark green light shot into the sky with her at its center, blasting through the hall's dome and piercing the twisted skies of the God Realm.
Within the pillar of light, Evil Spirit Phantom's figure began to undergo a violent distortion and transformation.
Her body was reconstructed beneath the dark green energy's embrace.
A moment later, the soaring pillar of light slowly contracted and dispersed.
A completely new figure slowly drifted down from the air and set foot on the ground.
At this moment, her aura was utterly different from before.
If the previous Evil Spirit Phantom had been the embodiment of strangeness and evil, then she now resembled a sovereign who commanded death and the netherworld!
She slowly raised her head, revealing an even more bewitching, pallid face. Her eyes had turned the color of pure netherworld ghostfire, burning with coldness and deathly