It Doesn't Want to Possess...

The abyssal sea was completely silent.

This place belonged to a remote place in the depths of the Morning Glow Province, rarely visited by anyone. Moreover, in order to increase the life force of the sun's flesh, the god's finger had gone everywhere to capture cultivators of the various races, leaving the surroundings desolate and devoid of any signs of life.

Needless to say, both the explosion of the sun's remnants and the presence of the god's finger had led to an unprecedented concentration of anomalous substances in this area. There were even faint signs of this area transforming into a forbidden zone.

Even the head and stone lion recovered extremely slowly under the energy fluctuations of the god's finger. Right now, they were still in their shattered state and hadn't recovered.

In the painting that the old man from the Painting Race was in, there were less than five members left.

The devouring continued.