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.

help but feel a sense of unease, as if his fate had been tampered

he escape this feeling

to Ivan’s appearance and

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

there for too

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

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

soul, and a memory flashed through Lilly’s mind. When they first met, Ivan

of doubt flickered in Lilly’s heart,

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

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

drifted aimlessly amidst the

it had been consumed by the mist to an even greater

“Light…”

Where was his light?

to recall anything anymore, only the word

he

pair of scarlet and enormous eyes remained dormant,

almost time,

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

Normally, breaking free from the mist under the abyss would require millions of years of practice. But

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 it. When the time

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

soul. If he

cautiously, fixated on Ivan, and planned to strike the moment he

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