Going deeper, there is flesh.
Ancient flesh, possessing a peculiar texture, constantly overturning.
There are no meat tumors, tentacles, eyeballs, or other filthy things on it, instead, it presents a mottled texture, as if they are completely immune to the erosion of time, fixed in the distant Origin Era.
"Roar... roar roar"
Tang Qi heard it, a frenzy of chaotic roars.
The source was the "giant entity" wrapped deep within the overturning flesh, constantly struggling, causing the surface of the flesh to display teeth, sharp claws, footprints, or other imprints.
Any random imprint releases an extremely terrifying divine aura.
Especially at certain moments, when giant dragon head imprints protrude from the flesh surface, evil reaches its peak.
"Prisoner: Imprisoned Apodoras Ophelia, half of His body is confined within, He has struggled for extensive time, He has entered an unprecedented weak state...."
