Chapter 862

In the dimness of the abyss, the cave faintly shimmered due to Lilly’s talisman.

Lilly stuck a talisman to Ivan’s forehead, and suddenly his face became clear. What was once a fair, handsome visage now bore deep ravines.

His face became so gaunt that it lost its former appearance, but his eyes gleamed brightly, fixated on her for a moment.

Pablo heard the commotion and inquired, “What happened?”

Lilly was startled and replied, “Master, Ivan has withered away!”

“His face looks like it has been sucked dry through a straw… he’s turned into a little old man!”

Had he been eroded by the mist?

Lilly was shocked. Ivan had only been here for a few months before transforming into an old figure…

She hastily touched her own face and pinched it.

Everything was fine. She had not turned into an old lady; she was still a young girl!

Otherwise, her grandmother would be distraught when she returned…

Pablo shrugged.

He’s just wrinkly…

Everything’s fine as long as he doesn’t die.

this kid, he could not help but feel a sense of unease, as if his fate had been tampered with, destined

this

attention to Ivan’s appearance

swiftly as well, summoning Ivan’s soul so they

stayed there for

middle finger together, raising them to her forehead. Her once soft and cute face took on a more serious expression, her eyes

may the soul find

Lilly’s mind. When they first met, Ivan had been kidnapped. She found him in the forest, covered in blood and his

doubt flickered in Lilly’s heart, wondering why Ivan’s soul

thought quickly dissipated as she focused on summoning his soul, her decree spreading through the abyss like an

abyss, a human face was veiled by layers of eerie fog. In this chaotic realm, the face appeared blurred and

the

only half of its face, and after three months, it had been consumed by the

“Light…”

Where was his light?

anymore, only the word “light” echoing

was he searching

of scarlet and enormous eyes remained dormant, fixated

was almost

years, it was bound tightly by massive chains spanning the void, keeping it firmly beneath the depths of the

yet still dormant and unawakened. Normally, breaking free from the mist under the abyss would require millions

the mist; he was the one devouring it. As an emperor-level clean soul, he had the ability to consume the mist and draw

his own strength, enabling

into his soul.

observed cautiously, fixated on Ivan, and planned to

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