The Soul Emperor felt as if his bloodline and bones had been stripped away, time seemed to slow to an unbearable pace, and he could only endure bit by bit, then gradually struggle out from an unknown space.
Gradually, the feeling of pain vanished, and the Soul Emperor felt as if he had escaped from some kind of prison, his body becoming incredibly light.
However, instead of feeling joyful, the Soul Emperor was genuinely stunned when he emerged.
He was lying like an insect on the brow of a giant corpse.
At the brow of the giant corpse, a massive fissure could be clearly seen.
The fissure resembled an eye, just that this eye was extraordinarily large, so large that the Soul Emperor's body was merely one percent of its size.
The Soul Emperor had crawled out of this eye.
The eye was pitch black, devoid of any focus, its gaze scattered without any luster like a Martial God.
