“Wait!” 

“Xiang Ning, what is it?!” 

At the very last moment, a gesture from Xiang Ning attracted everyone’s attention. Xiang Ning’s weapon, the Devourer, seemed to understand its owner’s intent as a grayish black goo slithered out of the attachment and wrapped around his entire body. Those who saw the time he had risked his life fighting the Simian Sage half a year ago understood that the bioweapon was protecting him. 

The layer of goo wrapped him in a sphere so he was protected by a very hardy layer. At the time, if Fang Rou wasn’t present, they might not have been able to bring Xiang Ning back. 

Many people privately heaved a sigh of r...