Zhu Yao’s expression darkened. She hugged and cracked her fists, emitting crackling sounds, as she said with a cold smile. “Do you believe that I will hurt you even more?”
The mystic beast’s expression paled, and instantly properly knelt down. Fearfully looking at her, its little eyes rolled. “I dropped into the Severed Lands as well, that’s why I’m here.”
“Lies!” Zhu Yao once again gave it a slap. “The number of things that fell into the Severed Lands were many, why are you the only one here then? Are you thinking I’m dumb!?”
It lowered its head, and looked as though it admitted its mistake. “Before I fell, I… I hid inside your divine sense as well, so…”
Zhu Yao frowned, this might be a possibility. Back then, she was only holding onto her last breath, if someone were to take that opportunity to enter her divine sense, it would be absolutely easy.
“Then why did you become like this?”
The mystic beast’s tone was filled with even more sadness. “I don’t know either. My cultivation is still present, yet, there’s not a single strand of spiritual power in my body.”