The next day, in a secret underground chamber beneath the Holy Soul One Pill Shop in western Shrek City.
In the dim space, dark, unidentified patterns spread and multiplied across the brick walls.
An eerie green glow, unsettling enough to make the heart quail, seemed to breathe as it flickered and faded between the patterns. With the assistance of several black-robed figures, the evil energy harvested by abusing and torturing others flowed steadily toward the woman on the raised platform.
Yes, a woman.
Not an old crone.
As Zhou Yi swallowed the last drop of energy from this session, her eyes snapped open, deep satisfaction written across her face.
Of course, more importantly...
"Hahahahahahaha!"
Using the mirror a black-robed figure respectfully offered her, Zhou Yi gazed in satisfaction at her reflection. Most of her looks had returned, and she now appeared to be only thirty or forty.
She was no longer that white-haired old crone!
She had regained her youth!
And the power she now possessed far surpassed that of her former self!
Level 70!
Soul Saint!
Zhou Yi gazed at herself in the mirror, utterly intoxicated.
The barrier that had once seemed impossibly distant had now been breached with ease. The thrill of her rapidly increasing power sank deep into her body, and the sensation it brought irresistibly bred intense pleasure and addiction.
Even the gaps between her bones seemed to crave it...
How wonderful!
More. I want more power!
Merely reaching the Soul Saint level had been enough to restore her appearance to her prime.
What if she became a Soul Douluo, a Titled Douluo, or even a Super Douluo?
Zhou Yi saw hope.
Not merely for her appearance, but, more importantly, hope of breaking through her original limits and truly touching realms that had once been far