"Why is there a loss of power?"
Men Long clearly sensed that a portion of the energy inside the Altar Soul Artifact had suddenly disappeared.
This was simply unbelievable!
Because the person she wanted to kill was already completely trapped and utterly incapable of resisting.
"It's impossible for anything to go wrong."
Men Long took a deep breath and stretched out two flawless, pale jade hands from her sleeve, swiftly forming a Seal Skill.
A faint, weak violet light glimmered between her brows, shining upon the Seal Skill in front of her.
Only a few moments passed.
Men Long pointed a finger at the altar.
Whoosh!
The purple streak of light flashed like lightning and merged into the altar.
In an instant.
Everything inside the altar appeared vividly in her mind.
"It's you—you actually aren't afraid of soul fire's corrosion..."
