The world fell into silence between heaven and earth, the mental oppression from earlier completely vanished without a trace.
The soul of the Divine Spirit disappeared, along with the countless tortured wraiths, devoured clean by the altar.
The altar does not pity those so-called innocents.
For this manifestation of the Abyss, its only purpose for existence is to devour everything. If the earlier Divine Spirit favored souls, then the altar is even less picky, with both flesh and soul as its targets for consumption.
"Boom!"
Just as that wisp of soul was completely consumed, the ground in the distance suddenly swelled, emitting a huge noise!
The originally calm air became chaotic once more, the sticky feeling in the throat reappeared again. However, even though the ground swelled, not a single limb extended outward. Chen Feng observed carefully and finally felt a sense of relief in his heart.
