"Alright."
Qian Jiyun chuckled lightly and nodded.
He reached out to take the Dragon Soul from her hand and directly threw it into the void.
The Dragon Soul wanted to struggle, but unfortunately, being merely a soul, no amount of struggling was of any use, and in the end, it could only be tossed into the void.
"Zhan Beiye, it's time to set out," he called out to the second floor.
"Coming."
Zhan Beiye seemed to have been waiting for his cue, for no sooner had Qian Jiyun finished speaking than he responded.
Then, An Jiuyue saw several people from Su Tang carrying Xiang Qiyan, who was still unconscious, downstairs. Qian Jiyun walked over to the side of the stretcher and looked at Xiang Qiyan.
"Has he been unconscious all this time?"
"He woke up once in between, huh," said Zhan Beiye with a heavy sigh.
