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.

Pablo saw this kid, he could not help but feel a sense of unease, as if his fate

escape this feeling of

to Ivan’s appearance

well, summoning Ivan’s soul so they could return as

stayed there

index finger and middle finger together, raising them to her forehead. Her once

earth is spiritual… may the soul find peace, unhindered by the body, with the three souls and

she summoned Ivan’s soul, and a memory flashed through Lilly’s mind. When they first met, Ivan had been kidnapped. She found him in the forest, covered in blood and his soul

Lilly’s heart, wondering why Ivan’s soul was so

as she focused on summoning his soul, her decree spreading through the abyss

face was veiled by layers of eerie fog. In this chaotic

the mist, rising

months, it had been consumed by the mist to an even greater extent, on the

“Light…”

Where was his light?

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

was he

of scarlet and enormous eyes remained dormant, fixated on

almost time, almost

tightly by massive chains spanning the void, keeping it firmly beneath

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,

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 it. When the

would greatly restore his own strength, enabling him to break free from suppression, surge with power, and

strange mist, continuously absorbing its energy into his soul. If he were to awaken at the last

on Ivan, and planned to strike the

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