Ye Shuli and Jiang Ye were still immersed in the joy of the successful evolution of the Divine Artifact, feeling as if they were floating on clouds, completely weightless.
Jiang Ye even hummed a little tune, so wildly out of tune that even the second uncle in the neighboring village couldn't catch up to it.
However, this relaxed atmosphere did not last long before the surrounding air suddenly grew heavy, thickening like congealed jelly and making it hard to breathe.
Chapter 116