Chen Yu did not know what the Evil God was thinking, and even if he did, it would not have mattered.
Wasn't this perfectly normal for a Body Cultivator?
And quit yammering and distracting me from beating people up. I'm going to vent every bit of suffering I endured in the Heavenly Demon Constitution!
Dou Xingquan, just obediently become my flesh slave!
Unfortunately, Chen Yu did not get his wish.
After being beaten flat for the hundred and seventieth time, Dou Xingquan's Primordial Spirit finally collapsed.
Setbacks without hope were nothing but suffering, yet Chen Yu only grew more vicious. The gap between them kept widening, and the ever-dimmer hope finally drove her into complete despair.
Crawling on the ground, she painfully felt hunger devouring her. Her stomach burst out from within her body and began voraciously consuming the surrounding sand.
"I don't want this anymore! I was wrong! Lord Chen Yu, please spare me!"
"At a time like this? You've got to be joking!"
Chen Yu grabbed Dou Xingquan off the ground and was about to continue beating her senseless when he suddenly noticed that something was wrong with her.
The Dietary Star Lord's blessing suddenly intensified like never before. Dou Xingquan, already enormous on the ground, expanded even further. Then her massive body abruptly erupted, and amid the explosive roar came Dou Xingquan's relieved voice.
But that voice quickly turned into an even more agonized wail. Black matter invaded Dou Xingquan's Primordial Spirit and began corrupting it into the same color as itself.
Seeing this, Chen Yu asked in confusion, "What's going on?"
The Evil God behind Wang Chuyun watched the center with a grave expression before softly saying, "Dou Xingquan is dead."
"No way."
"But she's not completely dead."
"Riddle-speaker, get out of Gotham!"
The Evil God