Then... like grabbing a chick, it directly wrapped around her and locked her in place.
Incomprehensible! Uncontendable!
"What the hell are you? No! Stop!" Wei Yang screamed and struggled hysterically.
Through the drifting mist, she seemed to glimpse some blurred outline that absolutely should not exist, should not even be looked at directly.
Just that fragment alone nearly shattered her mind.
And deep in the fog, a voice that seemed woven from countless whispers echoed: "So you're already able to personally cut down a Supreme..."
"You lot couldn't even force him to make a single 'trade', huh."
The meaning behind those words froze Wei Yang's thoughts completely.
Trade? Force who? Li Yelai?
Before she could form any more thoughts, those pitch-black tentacles snapped back, dragging her hundred-meter divine body into the endless depths of the mist. Her shrill screams cut off abruptly.
What replaced them was a horrifying chewing sound.
