"Wh-what's going on?"
Hong Yu's heart trembled violently.
His Primordial Spirit had already condensed. All he needed was to absorb a little more Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to fully advance into the Primordial Spirit Realm.
But now, such a change was happening.
It was something Hong Yu had never expected.
A bitter expression crossed Hong Yu's face. 'Heavens above, you can't be messing with me like this, can you? Th-this is a goddamn joke!'
He could only look inward at his Primordial Spirit, watching as black, crack-like patterns spread across it. He had no power to stop this change and could only watch helplessly.
The magnificent aura that had just formed was now quietly fading, growing weaker and weaker.
This was an irresistible decay. Once his Primordial Spirit shattered completely, he would die, his very existence erased.
Hong Yu roared in his mind, "Little One, what is going on? Why would the Profound Celestial Tower destroy my Primordial Spirit for no reason?"
