"Fenghua, although we were born from the same egg, I came into this world before you. As the older brother, it is my duty to protect my younger brother. From now on, no matter what hardship or suffering we may face, I will bear it with you. Don't you want to be with me?"

A mature smile, beyond his years, appeared on Ji Fengxiao's face as he communicated with Ji Fenghua through his divine sense.

Ji Fenghua burst into tears: "I'm willing, but..."

"There's no 'but,' I'm not dead, why are you crying?" Ji Fengxiao smiled brightly and slowly closed her eyes.

His soul was drawn into Ji Fenghua's sea of ​​consciousness by the immense suction force, and they crashed heavily together.

Under immense pressure, the two Nascent Soul figures, one black and one white, began to merge, wearing each other down in extreme pain.

"Bang! Bang!"

"ah--!"

Ji Fenghua and Ji Fengxiao's bodies fell to the ground at the same time.

Ji Fenghua began screaming in agony and rolling on the ground, while Ji Fengxiao closed his eyes, remained motionless, and made no sound.

Ji Chenhai quickly stepped forward to check Ji Fengxiao's breath. The dignified seven-foot-tall man slumped to the ground, his face pale.

Seeing this, Su Rujing rushed over to check Ji Fengxiao's breath. She was so shocked that she couldn't even cry out for a moment. Helplessly, she looked up at Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye, her voice hoarse: "Yao'er, Xiao Jiu, Fengxiao... he's not breathing..."

"Fenghua, what's wrong? Don't scare me!"

On the other hand, Mi Wei had never seen Ji Fenghua in such pain and distress. Even when he was in the most pain before, he had never been like this.

She tried to grab Ji Fenghua to stop him from rolling and crashing on the ground, but she couldn't hold him back with her strength.

Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye didn't know what had happened either. They both stepped forward, one checking her breath and the other feeling her pulse.

With no breath and a pulse almost like a dead person, Ji Fengxiao is indeed dead by ordinary standards.

But Ji Fengxiao is no ordinary person...

"Could it be that his soul went to Fenghua?" Ji Fengyao and Shang Xiye guessed the truth almost simultaneously.

The two of them were also greatly startled by this guess!

You should know that Ji Fenghua is now a demon, and even Shang Xiye, who is in the Ascension stage, does not dare to enter Ji Fenghua's body with his soul.

If Ji Fengxiao's soul were to truly enter Ji Fenghua's sea of ​​consciousness, wouldn't that be courting death?!

Ji Fengyao, Shang Xiye, and Ji Chenhai worked together to pin down Ji Fenghua, who was rolling on the ground.

Su Rujing cried from the side, "Feng Xiao, come out of Feng Hua's sea of ​​consciousness quickly! It's alright that he only has memory damage, but don't joke with your life. Your mother can't bear this blow!"

"Buzz!" An invisible black aura suddenly burst forth from Ji Fenghua's body, violently repelling Ji Fengyao, Shang Xiye, Ji Chenhai, Su Rujing, and Mi Wei.

After this aura appeared, Ji Fenghua stopped rolling around on the ground.

His contorted features revealed that he was enduring immense pain.

Streaks of jet-black light, as dark as ink and gold, emerged from Ji Fenghua's right index finger, continuously moving across his body before converging towards his head.

"Feng Xiao! Feng Hua!"

Su Rujing tried to rush forward again, but was blocked by an invisible barrier. Even though Ji Chenhai, Ji Fengyao, and Shang Xiye tried their best, they could not break through the barrier. Clearly, this power was not something they could resist at their current level.

This power, which did not belong to the mortal realm, alarmed the entire Pill Sect.

Jiang Daili, Wu Dongyu, and the others thought the demons had launched a full-scale attack, so they rushed towards Shending Peak.