She could sense nothing but cold breathing beside her ear.
Wait, I'm nothing but a soul now, and I can still get caught?
"Living... what is it even for?"
Ye Buyu turned to look. Li Yong before her had already lost the ability to maintain a human form.
His entire body consisted of green lines. A tangled mass of lines trailed beneath his enormous head, and several flying strands coiled around Ye Buyu's soul, lifting her high.
His gaping mouth opened and closed, repeating the same question.
"Living, what exactly is it?"
Ye Buyu tried to tear away her restraints. What kind of damn question was that? Living was living. No matter how fancily you put it, it was still just living.
"What exactly is the point of living!"
"How should I know? Why are you asking me about something like that!"
Ye Buyu raised her hand and swung down her silver gunblade, abruptly severing the threads around her.
But immediately afterward, more threads swarmed in, scrambling to bind her hands and feet.
Strangely, she sensed no frenzied power within them. What she perceived through these green threads was a kind of life force.
Mottled fragments of memory surfaced in her mind. Ye Buyu clutched her head. What exactly was this?
Suiyang used a hand like a blade to sever the strange threads, and Little Whale seized the chance to snatch Ye Buyu's soul back.
"What is this now? I've never heard of a Calamity that could keep kicking after dying. What kind of Calamity is this Li Yong? Does he come with a built-in death-prevention item?"
Suiyang looked toward the people from the Primordial Beginning Tower.
Xiang Mingyang shook her head, her face pale. "The Rift's spokesperson never shows his true face. We don't know what kind of Calamity