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.

could not help but feel a sense of unease, as if his fate had been tampered with, destined for his identity

escape this

paid little attention to Ivan’s appearance

summoning Ivan’s soul so they could return as soon as

stayed there

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

clear and the earth is spiritual… may the soul find peace,

When they first met, Ivan had

heart, wondering why Ivan’s soul was so

his soul, her decree spreading through

veiled by layers of eerie fog. In this chaotic realm, the face appeared blurred

aimlessly amidst the mist,

half of its face, and after three months, it had been consumed by the mist to an even greater extent, on the verge of

“Light…”

Where was his light?

numbly, unable to recall anything anymore, only the word “light” echoing in

he

and enormous eyes remained dormant, fixated on

almost time,

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

the clean soul in front of him was of emperor-leveled, yet still dormant and unawakened. Normally, breaking free from the mist under the abyss would require millions of years of practice. But now,

to appearances, Ivan was not being swallowed by the mist; he was the one devouring it. As an emperor-level clean soul, he had the ability to consume the mist and draw power from

his own strength, enabling him to break

absorbing its energy into his soul. If he were to awaken at the last moment, completing his transformation, even the anomaly would

on Ivan, and planned to strike the

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