Limbo. Streams of nethergale whistled and howled as they gently tousled the flowers of paramnesia on the ground.

A beast that was approximately 20 meters in size lay on the ground, radiating golden brilliance all around like a bright sun in the dark crevasses of Limbo. It was incomparably dazzling and majestic.

Arthis stood beside the Harken with her head hung low, just like a schoolboy who was punished for not doing his homework.

This was the sight that Qin Ye was greeted by as soon as he arrived in Limbo.

The Harken has… become smaller?

He was stunned to see that the colossal beast that Harken was had condensed so much! That said… he could tell that the Yin energy radiating from its body was still just as intense!

It’s definitely more than the 30 million that it was back then. But that would make sense - if a gravely wounded Harken could emanate energy that was approximately 30 million on the Yin energy readers, then… its current strength might well be in the region of 40 million Yin!

The terror that filled Qin Ye’s heart was no longer something that a prey experienced when faced with a predator. Rather, it felt more like the terror and despondence of complete suppression, as though the entire realm of Limbo was now under the control of the single presence before his eyes. It felt as though the single bat of the Harken’s eyelid could cause meteors to fall from the sky and crash directly on him.

Is this what a Yama-King is like… It’s like nature - a force that could...