Cen Pan saw Kitten Ye's soul clearly again and slowly relaxed. A smile gradually appeared on her face.
It seemed that the evil spirit was about to be taken away by Grandpa Ye. Kitten Ye would be safe in the future.
"Oh no." Grandpa Ye pressed his fingers down with all his might. His tone suddenly became nervous. "He wants to devour the child's soul."
The red light on the seal lit up and darkened, but it was still suspended in midair and could not land.
Cen Pan looked at Grandpa Ye anxiously.
Grandpa Ye's face was flushed and sweat trickled down his forehead. It was obvious that he had used all his strength.
The black gas was still shrinking non-stop, and Kitten Ye's hands began to glow with a dark light.
Seeing that the last bit of black gas was about to completely invade Ye Xiaotian's soul, Cen Pan panicked.
