章 861: Poor Soul

All Hao Xuan could do was stare, wide-eyed and incredulous if what he was seeing was actually real or something metaphorical being manifested within Ma Jiang's mind palace.

But when he thought about all the other strange things surrounding her, somehow it made sense.

The black chains tightened around the horned face and managed to keep it at bay, while the lava continuously thrashed about behind it before eventually 'absorbing' the face back inside.

Hao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and slowly backed away from the edge. He turned around and saw Ma Jiang sprawled out on the stone platform, breathing heavily.

He stood up and walked up to her, staring down at this new face. Just one look at her real appearance was enough to reveal her true identity. She was the girl he had been looking for all this time, Ryfon's niece.