Xiao Hechuan's face was ashen, and even the hand holding the sword was trembling slightly.
"Kill them!" The old woman spat out a mouthful of blood as she spoke to the figure. It was obvious that she was severely injured.
The man's eyes lit up and he took a step forward.
Ling Chuxi's heart tightened. She took a deep breath and suppressed her injuries to accumulate her Yuan Qi. If she were to fight against the old woman, she would still have some confidence. However, facing such a powerful and strange enemy, and with her injuries, she did not have even an ounce of confidence.
The man did not make a move but instead stared at Ling Chuxi for a long time.
Xiao Chuan's entire body trembled, and his breathing became more rapid, showing the nervousness and fear in his heart. Ling Chuxi appeared calm on the surface, but her hands were covered in cold sweat.
"Why aren't you doing anything?" The old woman urged.
That person was still looking at Ling Chuxi. In his empty eyes, a gentle light suddenly flashed and he turned around to leave.
The old woman looked at the person in surprise. Ling Chuxi and Xiao chuanchuan were also puzzled and looked at his leaving footsteps in confusion.
"Wanxi, let's go ..." The man said. His voice was hoarse and stiff, without any emotion.
"What?" The old woman seemed to have been struck by lightning. She was stunned on the spot and looked at his back in a daze.
"Wanxi, let's go ..." The person said again, still without any emotion, as if this sentence was said completely subconsciously.
"Xingyu, you finally remembered me. You finally remembered me, didn't you?" The old woman suddenly kneeled on the ground. She was both excited and happy as she mumbled to herself with tears on her face.
"Wanxi, let's go ... Wanxi, let's go ..." That person still unconsciously repeated the same words and gradually walked away.
"Xing Yu, wait for me, wait for me!" The old woman suddenly flew away, laughing and crying at the same time, and chased after him like a madman.
The two figures disappeared in the afterglow of the setting sun. An unprecedented crisis had been resolved in such an inexplicable way!
"Hu ..." Xiao Chuan let out a long breath. His legs went soft, and he actually fell to the ground. Everything that had happened just now was like a dream, a terrifying nightmare. But everything was real! Now that he had survived the disaster, he could finally relax a little.
Ling Chuxi also seemed to wake up from a dream. Until now, she still did not understand what was going on.
"Wanxi, is Xing Yu their name?"
Although she did not find any life force in the man named Xing Yu, as if he was just a ghost drifting in the world, his power was beyond doubt. The power that burst out when the martial spirit seal was broken was something that even the old woman named Wan Xi could not resist, but he was safe and sound. What kind of strength was that? One had to know that the old woman called Wan Xi was at least at the peak of the monarch level.
If he were to make a move, Ling Chuxi did not have the slightest confidence that she would be able to resist him. However, he just left like that, repeating the same words without any emotion and quietly leaving.
Thinking of the martial soul seal, Ling Chuxi's heart became sad again. This was an ancient divine artifact, but it was actually destroyed just like that. What a pity.
"That's right, Lord Xiao, what do you mean by dead souls?" Ling Chuxi asked Xiao Hechuan.
"You've never heard of a dead spirit soul?" Xiao Chuan stood up and asked.
"I've never heard of it. " Ling Chuxi shook her head. Although she had learned a lot from the all spirits log, there were so many strange skills and techniques in the Qing-Yun realm. The all spirits log only recorded all the spiritual things in the world, so there was still a lot she didn't know.
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