Chapter 1485: Abysmal Demon

"Chaotic Purple Gold Pill? That 'being?'" Hearing Paisley's trembling voice, Jonathan frowned slightly, puzzled. "Aunt Paisley, what are you talking about?" Paisley's painful groans didn't stop. Jonathan could feel her divine consciousness fluctuating violently, as if resonating with something. About half an hour later, Paisley's divine consciousness finally stabilized, and a light projection of her soul appeared, floating before Jonathan. "The sensation is getting stronger!" Paisley's expression...