"No, don't kill my master, I won't go with you!" Bai Xiaochun screamed in terror, hiding behind the Colossal Divine Weapon.
"That's not up to you! Move!" Shen Zhui snarled fiercely.
"If you want to kill my master, you have to step over my dead body first!" Bai Xiaochun growled lowly.
"Swoosh~" A flash of golden light passed by, and Bai Xiaochun was immediately moved aside, frozen in place.
Shen Zhui reached out with both hands, instantly pulling Fang Ziyou's soul out from within the Colossal Divine Weapon.
His faintly golden soul, now fragmented in places, flickered uncertainly where it formed an illusory image in mid-air.
Fang Ziyou remained composed, letting Shen Zhui do as he pleased, only smiling at Bai Xiaochun and saying, "Good apprentice, forget everything here, go on living well, and do not bear grudges against your superiors."
"Wu Wu Wu~!" Bai Xiaochun's eyes bulged wildly as he struggled relentlessly.
"Do you have any last words?" Shen Zhui asked.
