Those rice ears that were originally as sharp as steel needles suddenly became soft as if their tendons were pulled, as if they had turned into something, and merged back into the sea in strands.
They are like seeds waiting to sprout and become part of this vast wheat field again.
Blore watched all this with a mixture of emotions in his heart.
He knew that the monster was not really dead, it was just sleeping temporarily, waiting for the next awakening.
At this moment, where Bai Di was, the endless sea of blood that originally filled the sky underwent an astonishing change in just a moment.
I saw the sea of blood surging like a scarlet tide, beginning to freeze at an astonishing speed.
As the blood quickly spread across the ice, it gradually lost its fluidity and solidified bit by bit.
As time went by, the solidified blood spread out on the sea of blood, like a layer of pure white frost, making the entire sea surface look like a dream.
Faced with such a strange scene, Bai Di was a little at a loss.
He opened his eyes wide, his gaze wandering across the ice, as if trying to find the cause and answer to this change.
However, just as he was thinking, a cool and refreshing breath suddenly entered his nostrils.
The breath was icy cold, yet it also carried a hint of indescribable freshness.
Almost instantly, Bai Di realized the source of this aura—it was the aura unique to Ma Tuan's spiritual power...
"It turned out to be Ma Tuan... He actually used the move in the mental image..."
Bai Di murmured to himself, his voice as light as a mosquito, but it could not hide his surprise and relief.
Before he finished speaking, his figure flashed and he leaped towards the ice like a light bird.
As if sensing Bai Di's approach, the originally solid ice layer seemed to come alive and instantly produced a miraculous reaction.
I saw countless ice crystals quickly gather and condense, and in the blink of an eye they turned into crystal clear vines.
These ice vines meandered and stretched in the air like nimble snakes and pythons, constantly searching for something.
After a while, they finally found their target and gathered towards Bai Di's landing point.
When Bai Di landed steadily on the ground, the ice vines had already cleverly intertwined together to form a huge ice flower as soft as a cloud, which held him up in the air very lightly.
At this moment, Bai Di was standing quietly on the ice, with a sea of blood under his feet that was still solidifying and making a slight crackling sound.
In another sea not far away, Blore was watching this place intently, quietly waiting for what would happen next.
The two people's worlds seem to be separated, yet they echo each other invisibly.
Bai Di raised his head and looked at the sky that was gradually covered by ice and snow, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.
He closed his eyes and tried to connect with the ball.
He knew that Ma Tuan must be experiencing the same thing as him somewhere, and there must be some connection between the two places. Otherwise, why would his mental power appear here?
And he must find a solution to the problem as soon as possible, otherwise he doesn't believe that a miracle will occur in this sea of blood and let him go.
Nansong's consciousness struggled in chaos, surrounded by unchanging "flesh" walls that tightly surrounded her like an endless cage.
The water flowed gently beside her, occasionally emitting a faint blue-green light, turning into slender and delicate little flowers, as if comforting her, but seeming so powerless.
She felt as if her head was about to explode. The pain was like thousands of arrows piercing her heart, and it was like countless steel needles as thin as cow hairs were piercing her brain with a thousand pounds of force.
Each needle exuded a biting chill, like the biting north wind in the cold winter, piercing straight through her skull and deep into her soul.
At this moment, she clearly felt that her soul was suffering inhumane torture and devastation.
It was as if a pair of invisible hands hidden in the darkness were tightly grasping her soul and dragging it mercilessly.
This force was so strong that her soul was like a candle in the wind, tottering under it and being torn away from her fragile body bit by bit.
This kind of pain is really hard to describe in words. It seems as if she is placed in purgatory and is receiving the most cruel punishment.
She could clearly feel her flesh and blood being peeled off from her bones. The excruciating pain caused by every inch of her skin being torn apart was like the torture of being cut into pieces, which made her shudder.
Drops of bright red blood splattered and dripped onto the ground, making a slight but extremely harsh sound, as if the knell of death was ringing.
Not only that, she could also clearly feel that the tendons and bones in her body were being cruelly removed one by one.
The hard bones that originally supported her body now became extremely fragile and were easily broken and pulled out by external forces.
At the same time, her internal organs were not spared.
The pair of gloved hands, as cold as the evil spirits from the Nine Nether Hell, slowly reached into her abdominal cavity and took out her heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys one by one.
There was not a trace of warmth in those hands, nor was there an ounce of compassion, only endless indifference and heartlessness.
The overwhelming pain swept over her like a surging tide, instantly submerging her entire body.
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