Gelong never could have imagined that, at this very moment, the anchor point of the thread binding him was being transferred elsewhere.
It felt like being a prisoner on an execution ground, believing everything was over, only to be granted a sudden reprieve.
But before he could celebrate, waves of tearing pain struck, stretching his entire body like a handkerchief being pulled apart.
Yet he knew perfectly well that his Continental Core had not changed. It was his soul-the soul fused into the Continental Core was being evaporated bit by bit.
Jiawen!
The Soul Continent's attack!
Only now did its effects emerge. His shell was rapidly breaking down into scattered grains of sand, but the moment those grains separated from the Continental Core, they burrowed into Hippo Ancient City. Like a newborn infant, the city was desperately absorbing everything being secreted, as though nursing.
All Gelong felt now was terror: soul attacks from outside, devouring from within. Above all, the Ancient City in his belly was completely wrapped in mucus, looking for all the world like one of his internal organs.
He had never imagined that anyone could understand his Void Chains to such a degree, even deceiving his own body.
He could clearly see the enormous Ancient City, yet whenever his body tried to reject it, it found that the thing did not exist at all.
He regretted it!
He should never have coveted the mysteries of the Starry Sky Chains. They were a trap. While he desperately extracted their secrets, those chains had already fused with him without a sound, even undergoing changes he himself could never have imagined.
"Li Ziran, please!" Gelong practically squeezed the words out. At this moment, he was surrendering all his dignity. It left him stifled and miserable, as though he were once