He looked at the ten balls of light in the air. The intensity of the balls of light was getting weaker and weaker, but the girls in them were filled with spiritual energy. The soul poison in their bodies had already dissipated, and they were using the remaining power of the Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Dragon Herb to heal their injuries.
Four hours passed, and a ball of light dissipated, revealing the figure of a pure and bright girl who slowly descended. She looked at Ye Chen in surprise, and then at the Samsara Graveyard. "Big brother, who are you?"
"Wait! Why am I here? Why can't I remember anything?"
The girl looked very cute, like a doll, and was about the same size as Ji Lin.
Ye Chen smiled. He had erased the girls' memories of being imprisoned by the Soul Race. It was better not to remember such a painful memory.
