As soon as Meng Yungui died, his primordial spirit collapsed and his soul shattered, turning into black sand that flew out of his corpse.
His injuries were too severe, and his primordial spirit and soul had been shattered. He should have died a long time ago, but his cultivation base was too strong, so he had been holding on.
“Celestial Master Bai, you have finally put my mind at ease.”
Heavenly King Yiluo saw the black sand in Meng Yungui’s body and heaved a long sigh of relief. He walked over, he smiled and said, “Before this trip, His Majesty instructed me that the third Celestial Master, Bai Yuqiong, and the human race are also on good terms with Meng Yungui. We must not let our guard down. “Along the way, I have also been wary and suspicious of Celestial Master Bai. I have tested him many times. “Celestial Master Bai is a man of great righteousness. He killed the traitor Meng Yungui with his own hands. I admire him, but I can also put my mind at ease.”
