Yumo Xiaoyou had died far too quickly, terrifying Yuan Long to no end. As she turned and began to run off, her mental state was a complete mess, as could be clearly seen from her utterly contorted expression.0

"No! Nooo!" As she shrieked, the black-and-gold giant formed from little beastballs loomed over her like a nightmare. She greatly regretted not forming a connection with them like Tianming had. Alas, regret as a timely gift was denied to those with wicked natures. There was nothing she could do but cry as a hellish death began to consume her body.0

"Why can cosmic gods die so easily...." On the day she had become a cosmic god, she had thought that...0