Just as Han Changqing had fallen into utter despair, believing that both of them would be buried in the beast's maw today—
The next moment, the Third Realm demon beast's massive body had not even reached them before its movements froze stiffly in midair.
The next moment, the immense vitality and demonic power within the beast seemed to be seized by some terrifying devouring force, shriveling away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In no more than two breaths, the bear-shaped Third Realm demon beast had completely turned into a dried husk and collapsed to the ground. Then even that husk crumbled into ashes, scattering across the floor.
A streak of pitch-black ghostly light flashed past and slipped into Su Yueli's shadow.
Su Yueli felt somewhat helpless and secretly shook her head. "Little Black, I haven't even made a move yet."
A pitifully aggrieved thought immediately came from her mind.
It was simply starving.
Su Yueli had been in secluded cultivation for far too long. Little Black had been cooped up without coming out for ages, and even her Martial Soul had not progressed much.
Originally, Su Yueli had planned to temper her Martial Soul anew after fully breaking through to the Fourteenth Realm and perfecting her physical body. She had not expected to starve the little fellow to the point of desperation.
Han Changqing, standing behind her, stared with his eyes stretched wide, his mouth large enough to swallow an egg.
His voice trembled. "Y-Your Excellency! Wh-What just happened?!"
A genuine Third Realm demon beast had not even unleashed a single move before it withered up and vanished so bizarrely?!
Su Yueli's expression remained unchanged as she replied evenly, "It's nothing. That is my artifact spirit."
An artifact spirit?!
Han Changqing's mind boomed, leaving him utterly dumbfounded.