"You..."
Yan Qingqing's head rolled to the ground, her eyes fixating on him as the sparkle in them gradually faded, plunging into lifelessness.
Lin Qing had neither the sentiment nor the mood to dwell on this; with a casual wave of his hand, he shattered her corpse into dust.
Even though she was an enemy from a previous life, he had long dismissed Yan Qingqing from his concerns.
As for torturing her?
To a Star Creature, consciousness is as steadfast as the stars, mere physical torment holds no real meaning.
Her greatest fear was having all hope extinguished in an instant.
Now, using her life to exert one final effort and serve as nourishment for his evolution would be a fitting retribution.
He could never resort to abandoning everything just to survive, as she did.
This was simply an act of revenge.
"Alright."
