As energy from the beam of light infused it, fiery cracks slowly appeared on the massive egg's black shell.
The eyes of the Demon relief on the throne also lit up with a dazzling red glow.
Sirio watched all this in silence, his face a mask of devotion, but inwardly, he was silently counting the time.
Just a moment longer, just a little longer!
Sirio's palm slowly moved to the edge of the pitch-black book on the stone platform.
Demon God from Hell, all you need to do is send your Strength over here! As for the soul, there's no need for that!
Sirio's eyes gradually narrowed, and his fingers resting on the stone platform began to tremble slightly.
Seeing his long-orchestrated plan on the brink of success, he could even hear his own heartbeat.
"Rachel! My daughter, where are you?"
Just as Sirio was intently focused on the massive egg, a sudden, hoarse shout nearly made him cry out.
His peripheral vision swept towards the source of the sound, revealing a strange Bizarre.
Damn it! Where did this imbecile come from?!
Sirio, not daring to leave the stone platform, could only curse inwardly, preparing to tear this Bizarre to shreds soon.
And Terry, in his Bizarre form, passed through layers of barriers and finally arrived where he sensed his daughter's presence.
His pitch-black eyes scanned the surroundings, and in the blink of an eye, he saw Rachel lying on the ground, her life hanging by a thread.
He completely ignored the intense Hellish aura filling the space and the anomaly at its center.
In a flash, he was beside Rachel, looking at his daughter's wound-covered body and her fading breath.
Terry froze, his fingers trembling slightly.
A few seconds later, his gaze, now grim, suddenly shifted towards Sirio in front of the stone platform.
"I'm going to kill you!"
After a ferocious roar, Terry instantly transformed into a streak of black light and charged towards the stone platform.
Sirio, standing before the stone platform, merely glanced indifferently at the charging Terry. A nearly imperceptible sneer touched his lips; he had no intention of paying Terry any mind.
BOOM!
The instant Terry entered the stone platform's range, a blood-red light erupted from the crimson eyes of the Demon relief on the throne, blasting him away.
"What a fool!"
Sirio shook his head disdainfully and then turned away, no longer paying attention to this weak and foolish Bizarre.
After all, in a little while, he would tear it to shreds.
「...」
"Ugh... Terry, what happened to you?"
Chu Feng, having just blasted a hole to descend, blinked at Terry, who had collapsed at his feet.
It hasn't been that long, has it? Why such a dramatic reunion? And this thick smell of sulfur...
Chu Feng scanned his surroundings and immediately noticed the Array beneath his feet, seemingly fused with the lava, and the conspicuous massive egg.
It seemed he had stumbled into quite an unfriendly place.
Chu Feng's arrival seemed to have given Terry a glimmer of faint hope.
His face contorted, he clutched his head with both hands as if suppressing something.
Meanwhile, he pleaded hoarsely with Chu Feng.
"Mr. Chu Feng, please save Rachel, save my daughter! I beg you..."
"Rachel?"
Chu Feng followed Terry's pointing finger and finally spotted the "corpse" of a young girl.
"Don't worry, let me take a look first!"
With a light flutter of his Spiritual Wings, his palm rested on the girl's slightly warm wrist.
Let me see... Although he didn't hold out much hope, Chu Feng's Spiritual Power still formed a thread of energy that instantly entered the girl's body.
She's this badly hurt?
The moment he sensed her condition, Chu Feng's brow furrowed tightly.
Over a dozen fractures, internal bleeding, and a residual Hellish aura.
This condition, coupled with the girl's body already starting to cool, made Chu Feng subconsciously want to shake his head.
"Terry, my condolences... wait a second!"
Just as he was about to play doctor and declare her dead, Chu Feng's eyebrows shot up.
This girl has awakened Spiritual Power? It's just... it seems to have dried up and lost the ability to recover on its own! However, this gives her a glimmer of hope!
Seeing there was still hope, Chu Feng didn't delay. A surge of his Spiritual Power instantly dispelled the Hellish aura within her body.
Then he opened his palm, revealing a yellow Crystal the size of a pinky fingernail, flickering with a faint glow.
CRACK! With a crisp sound, the yellow Crystal was crushed into powder by Chu Feng's fingers.
He then poured all the powder into the girl's mouth.
Sensing the subtle fluctuations of Spiritual Power suddenly appearing within the girl, Chu Feng's eyes flashed. She's quite lucky, he thought.
Looking over at Terry, who was still clutching his head, Chu Feng teased, "Mr. Terry, that Low Level Spirit Essence costs $5,000. Don't forget to pay up!"
With the help of the Spirit Essence, her Spiritual Power revived, and her powerful awakened recovery ability re-emerged.
Barring any accidents, a period of rest would have her up and about again.
"Terry, protect your daughter well. I might be too busy to look out for you both!"
Seeing the girl's body temperature gradually returning to normal, Chu Feng shifted his attention elsewhere.
"Mr. Chu Feng, I truly didn't expect to meet you here!"
Sirio smiled at Chu Feng, but his knuckles, clenched on the stone platform, had turned white.
"And you are?"
Perceiving the non-human aura with his Spiritual Perception, Chu Feng's eyes narrowed. A cold light flashed in his hand as the long blade of the Demon Hunting Blade appeared.
"My name is Sirio. Perhaps Mr. Chu Feng hasn't heard of me..."
Standing before the stone platform, Sirio bowed slightly, the very picture of a polite gentleman.
But as he looked up, a gleaming long blade was already before his eyes.
SCHLICK! Sirio, who had just been courteous, was instantly cleaved in two.
Casually swatting aside the red light emanating from the throne, Chu Feng now stood before the stone platform.
Sirio... a priest of the Holy Advent Society. How could I not know of you?
With a flourish of his long blade, he glanced at the two pieces of flesh on the ground writhing and rejoining, then his gaze shifted to the massive egg on the throne.
Such a heavy sulfur smell!
Wrinkling his nose slightly, his peripheral vision caught the beam of light above. The long blade in his hand flashed, and a chilling saber light shot towards the massive egg before him.
This massive egg, nestled on the throne and exuding a dense Hellish aura, already gave him a faint sense of threat.
If it keeps absorbing energy like this, I'll have to consider making a run for it!
CLANG! Chu Feng's saber light struck the massive egg, producing a sound like clashing metal.
Looking at the shallow gash and the palm-sized piece of shell that had flaked off, Chu Feng's brow furrowed slightly.
"Berserk!"
With a mental command, a surge of Strength instantly filled his entire body.