On a battlefield covered in flesh and blood.
Shen Ye suddenly sensed something and looked at his arm.
The iron chain wrapped around his arm rapidly loosened and fell to the ground with a clatter.
The Contract...
Had been dissolved?
The next second.
The three-meter-tall black woman appeared again.
She had carried Lilyas away, but when she reappeared, her arms were empty.
"Child, what is your name?"
"Ye," Shen Ye said.
"Ye, I understand you now. To summon such a god, your talent must be exceptional. I will protect you."
Fourteen hands extended from her black body, swiftly forming seven Spell Seals. Then she looked at Shen Ye.
"The situation is grave."
"The god has fully revealed her true form, which exceeded my expectations. Fortunately, we have this art."
"This is..." Shen Ye looked at her seven interconnected Spell Seals.
These were seven arts!
Was simultaneously casting seven arts even possible in this world?
As though she knew what puzzled him, the woman spoke quickly:
"The first four arts are the liberation seal incantations of the four saints: earth, water, fire, and wind. The fifth is the Inner and Outer Separate Self-Verification Art, the sixth is the Descent Secret Transmission Seal, and the seventh is the Tracking Shadow-Seizing Art."
"We can use the seventh art to see where she has fled and teleport there immediately."
"As for the first six arts-"
"Once all six arts are complete, the slumbering sovereign will separate a wisp of his consciousness from his dreams and descend here, guiding his guardian to crush those harboring ill intentions."
"-Even if the enemy is the incarnation of a world's will."
"Do not think about anything-"
"The dream is already here!"
A faint current seemed to stir in the void.
Across the silent land of flesh and blood,