In just a few seconds, Ji Jue felt like he was so drenched in cold sweat that the temperature of the entire operating room had dropped. The surgery was truly an eye-opening experience. 

Unlike the dying mother’s body, within her abdomen were two violent surges of spirit matter, constantly churning and intertwining like two rabid dogs in the final stages of madness. They endlessly devoured and tore at each other, distorting one another in a frenzy. They treated the mother’s body as a battlefield, recklessly destroying it while mercilessly siphoning her life and soul.

Just watching those chaotic spirit matter currents expand and collide was enough to send a chill down Ji Jue’s spine. With repeated impacts, collapse, and reconstruction, it looked exactly like a furnace on the verge of exploding, ready to detonate at any moment. 

The current, fragile calm was nothing more than a precarious balance between the two forces and the mother’s body. But that balance was temporary and on the verge of collapse. If handled incorrectly, one cut here could blow the entire thing in half on the spot. It would basically be a triple homicide.

There was no more time to waste. It had to be done immediately. 

Without hesitation, Ji...