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Chapter 739 A Remnant Soul

After Yu Tang Ruofeng's soul was drawn out of her body, she was still somewhat bewildered. But the next moment, she saw her physical body. After a moment of surprise, she looked around and saw familiar faces all around her. Her soul was being enveloped by a mirror above her head.

"Grandmother."

Yu Tang Ruofeng only managed to utter two words before his face began to contort, his facial expressions shifting wildly, as if two people were fighting for control of his body.

Ancestor Fengxin looked at Yunxi, who was controlling the Soul-Gathering Mirror, and said:
"Young friend Ranxi, what's going on?"

Yunxi received the message from the Soul-Gathering Mirror and said in a deep voice:

"That thing that has merged into Fellow Daoist Ruofeng's soul is vying for control of his soul."

"Can we forcibly expel them?"

Ancestor Fengxin is ready to take action.

Yunxi also noticed that Ruofeng's expression was changing more and more slowly, as if it was about to freeze. She immediately spoke up:

“Ancestor Fengxin, this junior can only take the risk and try it. Please do not stop me.”

After saying that, he sent out his Xuanlei Ziyan.

Ziyan seemed to have smelled something delicious. The purple flames flickered twice and then lunged at Ruofeng's soul.

The next instant, to Yu Tang Ruofeng's slightly surprised expression, Ziyan directly rushed into her soul, causing Ruofeng to instantly feel pain.

Yu Tang Feng Xin's pupils contracted, and she wanted to stop him, but Xun Kun, who was protecting Yun Xi, immediately spoke up:

“Ancestor, no! If Ranxi removes her strange fire, that unknown soul thread can completely replace Ruofeng.”

Feng Xin pursed her lips and slowly lowered her raised hand, but Ruofeng's soul let out a silent roar, as if it would be reduced to ashes in the next instant, making everyone present tense to the extreme.

Yunxi showed no mercy, instructing Ziyan to continue to pursue and intercept the wisp of soul within Ruofeng's soul. Ziyan also sent back a message:
"Master, her soul is about to give out."

Yunxi gritted her teeth and said:

"Ziyan, hold on, force that wisp of soul out."

"Yes, Master."

Then the purple smoke grew even larger, turning Ruofeng's soul a deep purple color. This caused Ruofeng's soul even more pain, and it began to become ethereal.

Xuanyuan Wei also widened his copper bell-like eyes and looked at Xun Kun, wanting his disciple to stop Yun Xi, but Xun Kun firmly shook his head.

Yunxi's expression grew even colder, and she said in a deep voice:

"Since you don't want to show your face, then I'll make you vanish into nothingness."

The moment she finished speaking, Ruofeng, who had been roaring and howling, suddenly suppressed the purple smoke within her body. The pained expression on her face vanished instantly, replaced by indifference—a coldness that showed she was oblivious to everything. She turned to look in Yunxi's direction and coldly said:

"Xi, you're still as annoying as ever!"

Upon hearing this, Yunxi felt an urge to swear. Moreover, the words sounded very familiar; the wisp of Wei Yunqing's soul had said the same thing. However, she was certain that the person in front of her was not the same one who had been obliterated by the Xuanlei Ziyan.

So she responded with the same cold words:

"Hmph! You're not exactly popular either, just a remnant soul and you're still causing trouble here." "Ruofeng" seemed quite familiar with Yunxi's retort, coldly saying:

"My divine soul was shattered during the War of the Gods. Someone used secret techniques to forcibly collect fragments of my remnant soul in an attempt to resurrect me, but alas..."

Yunxi listened to the other person's words calmly. The words contained a great deal of information, and she began to form a certain deduction. She then replied:
"Unfortunately, your physical body is sealed and your soul is incomplete. It is impossible for you to be resurrected in the cultivation world."

"Hahaha! Xi, you're always so perceptive. Is it worth it for your friend?"

Yunxi didn't understand what the other person was saying, but when she heard the word "friend," a pretty face flashed through her mind. She then took a deep breath and said:
"I don't know if it's worth it or not. I'm just doing what I should do. Besides, aren't your fanatical followers also doing their best to invade the cultivation world in order to resurrect you?"

"In the three thousand worlds, there is light and shadow, as well as gray areas where light and darkness intersect. You can never completely eliminate darkness, just as you can never destroy this deity."

Yunxi rotated her wrist, increasing the supply of lightning spiritual power to Ziyan, and replied without changing her expression:

“You’re right. Everything in the world exists for a reason. But even gods will fall one day, and a new generation of gods will be born. You can’t guarantee that the new evil god will still be you. At most, you will have His memories.”

Upon hearing Yunxi's words, Ruofeng's slightly upturned lips suddenly fell back, and his gaze towards Yunxi became even colder:
"That's why I hate you, not only because you're smart, but also because she trusts you more than she trusts me."

"No, trust is mutual. She doesn't trust you because you don't fully trust her either. Your partial trust naturally cannot earn her wholehearted trust."

"Hmph! It's all sophistry."

Yunxi curled her lips into a slightly provocative smile and said:

"So what? It's enough that she trusts me."

The other person's face suddenly contorted as they roared:
"So in order to seal me away, she was willing to sacrifice her own divine position."

As the other person finished speaking, fragmented images flashed before Yunxi's eyes. A sudden, indescribable sorrow welled up in her heart, her eyes instantly reddened, and a tear slid down her cheek. She spoke, word by word:

"She said it all started because of her, and she has to end it all. I couldn't persuade her. She perished because of you. You caused her to lose even her last wisp of divine consciousness. It was you! You killed her! She's gone, so how can you possibly reunite her soul? I won't allow it! I absolutely won't allow it!!!"

As Yunxi's roar subsided, the suppressed purple smoke reignited, seemingly hitting a sore spot. Its expression finally darkened, and under the scorching heat of the purple smoke, it was pulled from Ruofeng's soul and disappeared from the side hall.

Ruofeng's screams drew everyone's attention back. Yunxi, her face pale, summoned Ziyan back from Ruofeng's soul, then said to Yutang Fengxin:

"True Venerable Feng Xin, please send Ruofeng's soul back into his body."

Feng Xin nodded solemnly, raised her hand and released a ball of magical light to send the somewhat weakened soul back into Ruofeng's body. Xuan Yuanwei, who was standing to the side, also withdrew the power that had been nourishing Ruofeng's body before looking at Ranxi.

Yunxi waved her sleeve to retrieve the Soul-Gathering Mirror, only then realizing that her legs were a little weak, and Xun Kun beside her supported her.

"Ranxi, are you alright?"

"It's alright, it's just that his spiritual power has been drained. As expected of a God, even a wisp of his remnant soul is so powerful."

After saying that, he popped a Spirit Recovery Pill into his mouth and then poured himself a vial of Spiritual Energy Restoration Potion.

Seeing that Ranxi's complexion had recovered, Xun Kun then spoke:

"That wisp of remnant soul belongs to an evil god."

　My darlings, Fengling has taken two days off, but will continue updating today. Here's one chapter for now, and more will be posted before midnight! Thank you all for your support and love!

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