After dealing with the evil spirit and temporarily placing the corpse inside the house, Chen Sangruo finally stepped out of the room.

Unexpectedly, a large crowd had gathered outside the room.

Leading the group were Qi Yan and his three companions, followed by Immortal Lord Changli, Immortal Lady Qingluan, and others who had just finished tending to their injuries.

The house was surrounded by a large crowd, and everyone's face showed a look of serious anticipation.

They believed in Shen Sangruo, but not in the evil entity.

If that evil creature suddenly goes berserk, they will have a way to deal with it.

During those two hours, they were filled with anxiety.

Fortunately, Shen Sangri finally emerged safely. Before they could ask what had happened, she spoke up:

"The evil creature is dead. We can inform the cultivation world that the crisis is over."

"Is he really dead?" Bai Yi frowned, his expression incredulous.

He didn't know Shen Sangruo, but he knew how troublesome that evil creature was, and he couldn't believe that such a powerful and nightmarish creature had died so easily.

His expression couldn't help but show some doubt.

“Dead, not even his soul remains.” She said calmly, “His body is still in the room; you can go and check.”

Seeing that Qi Yan and the others had no objections, clearly trusting her completely, Bai Yi didn't say anything more.

"There's no need to go in and take a look; I don't have a penchant for looking at dead people."

"It's good that the evil thing is dead."

Even the combined might of the four divine beasts couldn't defeat it, yet this one person could summon countless clones to launch attacks on various parts of the cultivation world simultaneously.

If it weren't for Chen Sangruo, they truly wouldn't know how to get rid of this evil thing.

Although the evil entity has only appeared for a few days, it has already cast an indelible shadow over everyone in the cultivation world.

Upon hearing that the evil creature was dead, everyone felt a sense of relief, as if they had escaped a calamity.

"Master, Fairy Maiden, Sect Master, and all elders, please go and treat your injuries first." Shen Sanruo looked at Immortal Lord Changli and the others.

"I will explain the matter of the evil object to everyone in detail later."

Ye Huai and his group broke through the barrier, but they also suffered many injuries. Shen Sangruo "called out" them to treat their injuries.

Almost everyone standing here was barely holding on; even Qi Yan and his group were covered in wounds.

Upon hearing that the evil spirit was gone, my anger dissipated, and the pain in my body resurfaced. I could no longer hold on, and there was no need to force myself to endure it any longer.

Ninghua Sect has restrictions in place, so only elders above the Nascent Soul stage were injured or killed. Compared to other sects, their situation is much better.

Shen Sanruo then discussed with the Wanling Palace person and sent some people to reinforce other sects and help them deal with the aftermath.

The evil cultivator had only been around for a few days, but the damage his clones had caused to various parts of the cultivation world was profound, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.

The Taoist Master Wuwei was very satisfied as he watched her arrange everything so well.

Now, he no longer needs to manage the affairs of Ninghua Sect; Shen Sangruo can handle everything on his own.

He chuckled and said, "It seems I should relinquish this position of sect leader as soon as possible and enjoy a more leisurely life."

"You make it sound like the sect leader isn't having a leisurely time these days," Shen Sangruo retorted, directly exposing the true nature of the Wuwei Daoist.

What in Ninghua Sect isn't handled by her now?

"You silly girl, don't you know how to save face for this old man in front of outsiders?" Wuwei Daoren pretended to scold.

The man from the Hall of Ten Thousand Spirits laughed and said, "It's alright, I can pretend I didn't hear it."

With the crisis posed by the evil spirits resolved, he was in the mood for jokes again.

Shen Daochen and Feng Heyun, who were ignored by everyone, looked extremely ugly.

Feng Heyun lowered his head, his movements were extremely awkward, and he seemed somewhat dazed, lost in thought.

Shen Daochen witnessed the collapse of Lingxiao Zhenren, the pillar of the Feiyun Sect, and was filled with grief. He was also seriously injured in the battle, so his mental state was not very good at the moment.

In addition, Shen Sangruo had just called out a list of names, but hadn't mentioned him at all.

Having lived most of his life, Shen Daochen felt an extreme sense of desolation for the first time.

He fought so hard, but in the end, he destroyed the century-old foundation of the Flying Cloud Sect, and his junior brother, a prodigy, died in front of him.

Even his daughter, whom he raised single-handedly, has become estranged from him because he mistakenly believed in evil spirits, and now she completely disowns him.

Everything he did in his life seemed to have been in vain.

Shen Daochen felt like a piece of duckweed, drifting aimlessly on the water, with nothing around him that connected him to anything.

They are just like those elderly people who did not accumulate good karma and whose children eventually ran away, leaving them with no one to rely on in their old age.

It was desolate and lonely.

Even with her own eyes, Shen Sanruo felt that Shen Daochen seemed to have aged several decades in an instant.

"Before, you were forced to stay in Ninghua Sect because of the evil creature. Now you can return to Feiyun Sect." She said coldly to the two of them.

She wasn't kind enough to let these two people stay in Ninghua Sect for treatment.

Surprisingly, the two of them didn't say anything. They just looked at her with a very complicated expression before turning around and walking away from Ninghua Sect with uneven steps.

That silhouette was indescribably desolate and pitiful.

The death of Lingxiao Zhenren was probably too much of a blow to them.

Indeed, the former "six-man band of scoundrels" has now been reduced to just the two of them, so their mindset is bound to change.

Shen Sanruo and the others did not pay much attention to Shen Daochen and Feng Heyun.

Changli Immortal Lord and the others went to properly treat their injuries, while Chen Sanruo called Qiyan and went into the house.

"What do you want me to do for you?" Qi Yan followed behind her.

"Bring me his body and come with me."

Following Shen Sangruo's gaze, Qi Yan also saw the evil corpse lying quietly on the bed.

Qi Yan clicked his tongue. The evil creature had slashed his back with a gash the length of an arm, and it still hurt.

But since Shen Sanruo had already spoken, he said nothing and picked up the corpse.

Shen Sanruo walked all the way to the forbidden area behind Ninghua Sect, which was located on a spiritual vein and had the richest spiritual energy.

They chose a secluded spot, used their spiritual power to dig a pit, and had Qi Yan place the evil creature's corpse inside before covering it with soil.

The evil creature's soul had been erased, and when its body completely decomposed, the last trace it left in this world also disappeared.

This is the end for evil creatures.

Qi Yan thought it was over, but the next moment, another wisp of divine soul appeared in Chen Sangruo's hand.

That wisp of divine soul was extremely unstable and could dissipate at any moment.

Qi Yan was very familiar with her soul, and he was certain that it was definitely not hers.

He tentatively asked, "This is... the soul of that evil creature? But didn't you shatter its soul?"

"This wisp of divine soul is from an evil entity hundreds of years ago. I never expected that I would actually bring it here." She stared at the divine soul in her hand.

I thought that time-space magic couldn't bring this soul back with it.

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