Nethery's voice was indifferent. At this moment, she was giving off an unusual air. It was completely different from the person she used to be. And not only had her cultivation base skyrocketed, but her mindset had also changed.
Fortune Flatbread was indeed heaven-defying, and its enhanced version was even more incredible. Naturally, Nethery's cultivation base and mindset in ten thousand years later would be far beyond her present level. After all, a person's mentality would change after living for a long time and experiencing many things.
Soul remained in a state of stupefaction, and her eyes were glazed.
The outcome of the battle between the three Cursed Goddesses was beyond everyone's imagination. Soul, who was the most likely to win, lay on the ground in misery, and Nethery, who was the least likely to win, became the real victor.
