A peculiar smile flashed and vanished; Yan Shen's eyes still bore a trace of worry: "That method of control just now felt a bit off, as if it wasn't a typical divine skill."
On the other side, He Li, who was holding Duan Xu's arm and had led him away, released him with an expression of disdain once they were away from Yan Shen's cave mansion, and cast several spells on herself, fearing contamination by Duan Xu.
"Although luck was on your side this time, you still can't be left to wander outside carelessly. Let's try again."
The Evil Ghost Mark gradually glowed, as He Li fully strained her divine soul, attempting to extinguish the last shred of Duan Xu's consciousness. Unfortunately, Duan Xu, who had slightly regained some freedom, feigned death and escaped after discarding a small portion of his divine sense.
"Phew, finally dealt with it." He Li wiped the sweat off her forehead.
"Hey, why do you still look so dazed?" He Li was slightly puzzled.
