A deathly silence fell.
"We survived." Zhang Xiaoyi let out a long sigh of relief.
He had voiced everyone's thoughts.
But-
"What happened to Shen Ye? There's no way he could be this strong," Xiao Mengyu asked, somewhat worried.
"No idea... maybe some god took a liking to him and used an art like divine transformation?" Nangong Sirui guessed.
That was all they could guess.
Such things had happened before in history.
Deep underground.
The three-meter-tall black woman stood to one side.
Lilyas's corpse was impaled on a long tentacle, blood flowing from it without cease.
She suddenly came back to life and glanced at Shen Ye.
Shen Ye said expressionlessly:
"Your soul is imprisoned here, your flesh steeped in pain. Only my feeding can return you to nothingness."
Lilyas raised her hand to form a Spell Seal, but suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and died again.
-She refused to give up.
Shen Ye, meanwhile, had begun to molt.
Like a cicada, he shed the insect carapace covering his body.
This complete Humanoid Carapace remained fresh and full of life. It turned to look at Shen Ye and said mildly:
"By rights, I should bestow a portion of the spoils on you, even if only a tiny scrap, a fingernail, a strand of hair."
"But this time, I must break our species' rules."
Shen Ye said nothing. He merely watched it, waiting for what it would say next.
Sure enough, the Humanoid Carapace began to explain:
"Most of this creature's soul harbors problems, so I will erase it outright. I could originally have left you a little knowledge and a few skills to use, but unfortunately-"
"Even that portion hides countless tricks."
"So I can only keep erasing it."
"Her soul is a World Will. Generally speaking,