Dusk Night.
A crescent moon hung in the sky.
In the dilapidated courtyard of an abandoned village, the Crow God's Divine Servant, completely enveloped by dense Black Qi, stood quietly over twenty meters away from Lu Yuan.
Under the moonlight, the Black Qi around it churned violently.
Suddenly, it extended, shooting towards Lu Yuan like a tentacle.
"Stop!"
Lu Yuan sharply pressed the "pause button."
The scene before him instantly froze; everything was suspended.
With a thought, Lu Yuan's consciousness immediately occupied the body of the Crow God's Divine Servant.
WHOOSH—
A strange yet powerful sensation arose within him.
His vocal cords felt as if they'd been slashed, and his throat was congested with phlegm he couldn't cough out.
His limbs were deformed, and bones throughout his body were twisted and malformed. The experience was atrocious.
Enduring the discomfort, Lu Yuan slowly released the "pause button."
Of course, he kept it in "slow motion."
