In the Desolate Dimension World, the unknown life form that suddenly appeared before Prince Costate was of no consequence, as it was easily subdued.
The ground cracked open, the fissures resembling the sinister claw marks of a demon, spreading wantonly. Fine sand and pebbles cascaded along the cracks with a rustling noise, echoing hollowly and gloomily.
"Who are you?" Prince Costate stared coldly at the figure before him from high in the sky.
Traveling through the Dimension World with a mortal body—it reminded him of certain matters.
Within the crimson Prison Cage, the unknown life form remained expressionless, with no intention of responding. From the wounds on its skin, golden viscous liquid oozed out.
Diaz stepped forward, collected the viscous liquid, and handed it to underlings to conduct analysis.
