A Familiar Stranger

"Mo Zhongxiu?"

Seeing this haggard woman who almost did not even look human, even Ying Daoyi was shocked. "How did you become… No, how did your soul become like this?"

"What is this place?"

He looked around in confusion.

This was a prison made of 50 lotus petals that isolated everything. By right, this was the first time he had seen such a scene, but he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

He had bestowed Mo Zhongxiu with the power of the gray fog, so even a demon king should not be her match. Then how did she end up in such a miserable state?

In Ying Daoyi's opinion, this was too unbelievable!

"Also, where does this sense of familiarity come from… Can it be that I've been here before?"

"His Majesty my father suddenly has a mysterious expert with him. The expert is so powerful that no one can see the limit of his power. I was suppressed here in an instant without the slightest ability to resist…"