"You may kill me, but you will never be able to kill him. He is your true opponent, someone you can never defeat."
Ni Cangtian struggled to rise halfway, his aged right hand grasping the soul flame and slowly lifting it. A look of relief spread across his face, his eyes widened in release, his expression content as his bodily functions also began to regress.
"No!"
Guo Yi's face turned pale with horror, and he let out a thunderous roar of anger.
Pop!
Ni Cangtian's right hand closed, and the soul flame that flickered in the wind instantly extinguished!
Gone!
That was Chen Anqi's soul flame, and it was also the flame of hope in Guo Yi's heart.
Without a soul, a person is merely a fleshly body. Losing one's three souls means a swift end to one's lifespan. Now, Ni Cangtian had snuffed out Chen Anqi's soul flame, and shortly after, her three soul wisps dispersed into the air like dust.
The three souls radiated a burst of colorful light.
