"Dear, it's time for your medicine!" The beautiful and pure Holy Daughter brought over the medicine for treating his wounds. On this day, he saw betrayal with his own eyes and experienced despair with his soul... From this day forth, the Hero was dead, send paper offerings if you must!
Seven bizarre streams of energy stretched from different directions, entwining above the cage, repairing its damage.
They didn't dare to relax in the slightest, as any lapse could potentially lead to the Goddess breaking free from her imprisonment.
Qin Chu saw the dense, dark red clouds churning, saw a huge, twisted flame that formed a grinning face; saw a figure exuding elegance and nobility, at times male, at times female, filled with a strange and alluring charm...
All of a sudden, Qin Chu's head was struck by an agonizing pain.
It felt as if his brain had been churned into mush.
His body contorted and convulsed, as countless weird symbols surged across it in that instant, making his appearance extra terrifying.
It felt as if countless ferocious insects writhed within him, as if they were desperate to burst from his body, and a dense layer of vertical eyes emerged on the skin, which quickly started to shatter and fester.