The image that appeared in Lei Xier's mind was a Daoist nun in a Daoist robe holding a horsetail whisk.
As for Patriarch Wuji, he saw the vague figures of the three ancestors of the White Veins, Demonic Emperor Black Dragon, Dao Qiongcang, and the Eighth Sword Deity.
Yi was in an even worse state.
He did not have a physical body to protect him, and his soul was concealed. He was only guarded by the Escape Divine Coin.
The impact of the Heart Sword Technique on his mind was undoubtedly the greatest.
At this moment, what appeared in his mind was his childhood nightmare, his cultivation demon, and the greatest fear in his life!
"Ahhhh..."
The sound of Yi's agonizing torture echoed from within the Escape Divine Coin.
He was enduring and wailing.
He wanted to resist.
However, there was only a strand of his spiritual will left.
He could not possess nor dodge.
