The moment the evil-vanquishing sword was pulled out, the gray fog that had shrouded the surface of Ping City began to dissipate slowly. The lost souls that had formed in front of everyone's eyes lost their shape as the fog dissipated and slowly became impossibly vague. Under the crowds' regretful and reluctant gaze, the lost souls became wisps of smoke and vanished from the sight of the Ping City citizens.
Just before the last wisp of gray fog sank into the mud, Ji Fengyan saw the woman who was carrying two infants. Her face was as sunken as it had been in life, but now her eyes were filled with maternal warmth and bliss. She cradled her two children and just before her figure dissipated; she bowed deeply to Ji Fengyan. At the last moment, just as her body bent over, everything vanished without a trace.
The stunned citizens could not recover for a long time as innumerable lost souls vanished before their eyes.
It seemed completely unreal, just like a dream.
