Open my mind?
Black Ji's expression changed drastically, but after hesitating for only a breath, she slowly closed her eyes.
Her life and death lay in another's hands. What use were all her thoughts?
Since she did not want to die, she might as well lie back and let him do as he pleased.
Black Ji was not one to await death helplessly, but what had just happened was too bizarre. She had not seen what means he used, had not even sensed anything. Her entire consciousness had felt as though someone had dragged it from her body, sending her tumbling down as heaven and earth spun.
Being overwhelmed on that level filled her with terror.
Could the man before me be a Grand Divine Ability Practitioner?
And one who could subdue her so easily must rank among the very best of them.
As one of the Wu Dynasty's Nine Great Schools, the Severed Love Lineage naturally had Grand Divine Ability Practitioners of its own. Her senior sister Qingji possessed seven Divine Abilities, yet even she had never felt so unfathomable.
While Black Ji's thoughts churned, Hong Yuan showed her no courtesy. A strand of his divine will extended like a thread and silently pierced her sea of consciousness.
With a Spirit Soul as powerful as his, destroying the will of someone at the middle stage of Divine Ability was as easy as reaching into a bag. Black Ji had little inclination to resist; only when his divine will surged in did her will instinctively struggle.
But as Hong Yuan's divine will unfurled, it was like a blazing sun hanging overhead. Black Ji's scattered thoughts of resistance melted away like snow and ice.
Her sea of consciousness roiled. Memories from its deepest reaches streamed forth like dishes laid out on