Tony silently stared at the incomplete feminine figure floating before him while endless streams of chaotic life energy drifted across the golden world around them.
Immortality.
Another world.
A trapped creator.
Any ordinary martial warrior would have already lost control hearing such things.
But Tony remained calm instead.
His eyes slowly narrowed afterward while observing the fragmented spirit carefully.
"You still haven't answered properly," Tony said calmly.
The spirit quietly looked toward him.
Tony continued afterward.
"What exactly happens if I help you?"
The fragmented woman remained silent briefly before replying softly.
"The chaotic life essence before bloom… can heal my damaged consciousness…"
"…without it…"
Her figure flickered violently afterward.
"…I will eventually disappear…"
Tony silently observed her unstable form afterward.
This spirit was extremely weakened already.
Still… Tony didn't relax his caution completely.
