Just as Lin Rui was struck in the chest by the Blood River long blade of Hope Venerate, Li Weiliang saw a new image.
It was the scene of her cutting open the back of an infant's head with a scalpel, and Li Weiliang could even clearly see the blood splattering from the infant's nape, the metallic scent seemed to graze her nose.
"Ugh~!" She suddenly clutched her head and knelt to the ground, her hair soaked in cold sweat and sticking to her cheeks. More memories penetrated her nerves like a high-voltage current.
"Xiao~Xiao Rui!" The moment this name slipped out, a tearing pain suddenly emanated from Li Weiliang's left chest. At this moment, countless fine golden lines emerged from her heart and then spread all over her body.
The tail end of the Seven Illusion Heavenly Feather also sprouted countless golden threads, piercing her skin and burrowing deep into her flesh, causing sharp, piercing pain.
"It's the All Gods!"
