Chapter 2108: Gullible Divine Sense

Almost left by the Emperor, the Mysterious Lady of the Ninth Heaven barely managed to escape unscathed, yet intense sorrow engulfed her.

It was too easy for her main body to get information from a mere wisp of Divine Sense, and soon she figured out everything.

A cold smile spilled over her lips.

The Divine Sense was just a strand split from countless wisdoms, somewhat naive and easily deceived, led astray by a wretched girl.

As the main body, she was a millennium-old being, able to see through such petty tricks at a glance.

Immediately, she intended to tell the Divine Sense that it was merely a childish prank, but before she could send the message, a barrier sealed off everything, cutting even her brief connection with the Divine Sense.

Little Taotie slowly wound the broken black thread around his little finger, and the surrounding Formation activated once more, severing all connections.

The Mysterious Lady’s Divine Sense was still grieving, completely unaware that a hand had already crawled over her brow.

By the time she reacted, she had already been pulled out from between her brows.

The Divine Sense of a Supreme God is equivalent to a Soul of a normal mortal, essentially a Little Ghost.

However, this Divine Sense is different from a Soul split by the Heavenly Emperor. Even gods have Three Souls and Seven Spirits, and the Emperor’s division is a serious split into two Souls, retaining intelligence and capability, unlike the erratic nature of a Divine Sense.

"You ambushed me!" The Mysterious Lady’s Divine Sense yelled, like a mad shrew.

Little Taotie frowned, disliking her noise, and directly tossed her into a soundproof glass bottle.

This glass bottle is a Magic Artifact that can imprison Souls.

Little Taotie shook the glass bottle, revealing a sweet smile: "I needed to transmit some messages through you to your main body. Now that value is no longer needed, I’ll reluctantly keep you as an exhibit."

The Mysterious Lady’s Divine Sense shouted inside the glass bottle, but unfortunately, no sound could escape.

Little Taotie was about to return to the camp when suddenly he heard an explosion.

A tank brazenly drove onto the road, completely disregarding all laws, without any concern for pedestrian lives, crushing anyone in its path.

Little Taotie’s face turned cold, and those bright eyes dimmed and darkened. She stood in the middle of the road, the tank’s inevitable path.

"Little girl, run away!"

"Are you blind? That’s a tank! Why are you standing there?"

"Run!"

People dodging the tank on both sides of the road shouted. To them, Little Taotie heading to the center of the road was seeking death.

"You all just run, don’t worry about me." Little Taotie casually said.

"Are you courting death?"

"Little girl, you’re so young, what’s there to be upset about?"

"Come back!"

"Call the police, quickly!"

"Where are the police now? The police station got bombed, and this tank came from that police street ahead. All the police were killed by the people on the tank. Just run! If she’s seeking death, we can’t stop her!"

Little Taotie heard the voices of the bystanders, and her gaze grew even gloomier.

The tank was already approaching.

"She’s a little beauty, and we’re just going to crush her like that?"

"Who cares if she’s beautiful or not? After we crush her, it’s just a pile of flesh and mud."

The people inside the tank laughed.

Little Taotie’s hearing was exceptional, able to hear the voices inside the tank clearly.

She curled her lips: "Let’s see if I become minced meat or if the tank turns into scrap metal."

The tank was about to roll over, and people on both sides of the road covered their eyes, unwilling to witness the bloody scene.