Chapter 417: Slaughter Until the River Runs Red

"Crazy! This world has gone mad!"

The blind Miemeng Wu, his senses greatly damaged, no longer held the commanding presence he once did.

He covered his eyes and stumbled backward in retreat.

Along the way, his storage ring kept activating, spilling brightly colored pills and Spiritual Medicines, like jelly beans, into his mouth.

But it was useless, his vision could not be restored!

He was a "Favored one of Heaven," able to adapt anywhere.

Various negative states acted upon him, arbitrarily weakening him by several measures.

How many years had it been since he had tasted such powerlessness after becoming the Holy King?

Miemeng Wu's head ached as if split apart, his mind in chaos.

His Contracted Spirit Fond Spirit,

the "Miemeng Hatchling," suffered even more tragically.

Its master was merely enduring the backlash due to the forcibly interrupted boost from his Ability—in a sense, a weakened form of shared suffering.

It was different for it; it endured one hundred percent.