Lin Qiye stood his ground, his eyes fixed on the hideous and terrifying Soul Monster before him. Its entire body was wreathed in a dense dark aura that was almost tangible, surging toward Lin Qiye like a billowing black cloud.
That dark aura contained endless pain and resentment, every wisp of it acting like a sharp needle piercing deep into Lin Qiye's soul, attempting to erode his sanity and plunge him into an abyss of eternal doom.
Yet, facing such terrifying pressure, Lin Qiye did not shrink back in the slightest. He clenched his jaw tightly, his cheeks slightly bulging from the exertion, and a fine layer of sweat broke out on his forehead. However, his gaze remained unswervingly resolute, showing not a shred of fear.
Chapter 117