Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

The anomaly’s gaping mouth widened, seemingly capable of engulfing everything within the depths of

the abyss.

At the most critical moment, Ivan was suddenly startled by a call.

Ivan, come back!

In an instant, Ivan regained consciousness!

The fusion of his mind and soul devoured a significant portion of the mist in the abyss, transforming into

a massive entity.

To some extent, Ivan now resembled the head that Pablo and Lilly had encountered earlier, with only a

face or head remaining, while the rest of his body consisted of a vast expanse of mist.

Upon awakening, Ivan was confronted with a blood-soaked maw full of menacing teeth!

“Boom!”

The monstrous mouth swiftly closed, swallowing Ivan completely.

The scarlet giant eyes suddenly filled with ecstasy—had it succeeded?!

However, in the next moment, its fangs burst with a loud bang, and a distinct figure burst forth from the

colossal mouth!

Ivan’s soul leaped up, effortlessly hovering in mid-air.

Now a soul, unarmed, Ivan delivered a swift kick into thin air, hurtling towards the abomination like a

fierce, gusting wind.

His movement was swift and precise, devoid of any pause. With a resounding crack, the wind-shaped

arrow penetrated straight into the massive scarlet eyes!

“Roar!”

The anomaly bellowed in anger, its eyes brimming with discontent!

It lunged forward fiercely, but Ivan quickly retreated, employing his foot as an improvised axe to deliver

a forceful kick.

Clattering sounds echoed…

Finally, the monster was restrained by the iron chain that had kept it suppressed, unable to continue its

pursuit. It begrudgingly sank into the abyss.

The mist surrounding Ivan’s soul whirled like a tornado, enveloping him while he stood at the tornado’s

core.

He glanced at his palm.

A beam of light illuminated his hand, as precious as hope in the midst of the abyss.

“Light…”

Though Ivan’s soul had awakened, he remained unaware that he had separated from his physical form,

let alone recall what had transpired before.

In the haze of ambiguity, a lingering feeling persisted that he had forgotten something important.

“Ivan…”

Someone called out to him.

Ivan lifted his head, searching for the voice drawing nearer.

Soon, a cave appeared before him, and a man stood at its entrance, wielding a long axe with sharp,

cold eyes.

Inside the cave, however, stood a small figure. She stood protectively in front of another diminutive

figure, leaning forward slightly.

“Ivan, can you hear me?” she spoke, her voice gradually approaching. “Where have you been? Please

respond if you receive this message! Please respond if you receive this message, over!”

Ivan was taken aback, realizing that the person before him was none other than… himself!?

Was he… dead?

“Lilly?”

Lilly… Yes, Lilly!

Ivan finally remembered everything!

He remembered meeting Lilly, even though he could not recall her specifically. He felt that he had

glimpsed hope and light, but his beacon of hope was abruptly extinguished in an instant.

He felt dumbfounded.

Then, he continued to drift and wander, forgetting what he had been searching for, only faintly recalling

the radiance of a shining light.

Initially, he held no obsession, but later, his obsession became finding that light.

Eventually, he saw his light again, but this time, his light was carried away by something!

That entity was formidable, not only swift in its movements but also brandishing a mighty blade.

He was just one step behind, forgetting his purpose, this time only remembering the word “light”, until

just now…

Ivan also remembered that he had stumbled into Ghost Abyss by chance, not initially intending to

plummet. He had discovered a pattern for descending into Ghost Abyss.

Originally, he had aimed to reach that towering waterfall to replenish his water supply. The waterfall

reached for the sky, and he had filled a bottle for Lilly and another for himself. He needed one more

bottle.

At that moment, the strange mist of Ghost Abyss suddenly grew turbulent, sweeping him away. He

clung tightly to the cliff to prevent himself from falling.

Little did he know that another person would suddenly plunge down.

The man was roughly the same age as Ivan. Whether he had been on the other side of the abyss.

Nonetheless, the two of them fell together.

They could not linger on the cliff for long; they had to ascend. After a lengthy wait, they finally saw the

floating bones.

Only one chance remained to ascend, and the boy kicked him down…

The moment Ivan remembered everything, an immense whirlpool appeared before him.

Before he could react, he was sucked into the vortex!

Simultaneously, a stick emerged from the vortex, striking him unconscious.

Ivan remained silent.

On the other side…

Lilly’s joy overflowed as she exclaimed, “Master, I’ve brought back Ivan’s soul!”

Having finally located his soul, Lilly was afraid that he would escape once again.

She quickly hit him unconscious by striking him hard with a stick.

Pablo whispered, “I see.”

Just moments ago, a dark figure had whisked past him—it had to be Pablo!

Lilly summoned Ivan’s soul swiftly.

Ivan’s soul returned to its rightful place, and his body collapsed suddenly. Lilly reached out, catching

him in her arms.

She scooped up Ivan in one swift motion and anxiously uttered, “Let’s go, let’s go home!”

Pablo whispered, “Wait, Lilly.”

An eerie stillness pervaded their surroundings.