Her current state clearly indicates that her soul has been divided into many parts. This is likely due to her special constitution and the need to refine the Myriad Soul Banner. They were afraid that extracting her soul at once would poison all the other living souls.
It was thanks to this that Ji Xiaoxi was able to hold on until he came to her rescue.
The thought of her soul being divided into so many parts filled Zu An with heartache; he didn't know how much suffering the little girl had endured during this time.
He dared not delay any longer and hurriedly used the secret technique recorded in the "Great Canon of Life and Death in the Netherworld" to summon those illusory figures.
The phantoms were initially frightened and wanted to run away, but after seeing Zu An, they were stunned and inexplicably felt a sense of trust, so they subconsciously flew towards him.
"Xiao Xi, don't be afraid, I'm here to save you." Zu An's voice was very gentle, as if he was afraid of scaring the other person.
Whether the phantoms understood or not, they showed smiles on their faces and let him manipulate them as he pleased.
Finally, the illusory figures returned to Ji Xiaoxi's body, and the Goddess of Wushan handed her a jade bottle: "This is the essence of Wushan clouds and mist, which is of great help in repairing the soul."
Zuan gave her a grateful look; Xiao Xi really needed this now.
The Goddess of Wushan smiled faintly, and with a casual wave of her hand, a drop of crystal-clear liquid, as clear as honey, flew out of the bottle and landed in Ji Xiaoxi's mouth.
Zuan could feel the abundant vital energy and life force above, and thought to himself that this was much more powerful than the Purple Frost Divine Milk from before.
Ji Xiaoxi let out a soft moan, and her face visibly flushed.
Zuan knew that she had suffered such severe injuries that even with his own Netherworld Secret Techniques and the Essence of Clouds and Mist to repair her soul, she wouldn't wake up so quickly.
So she asked the goddess of Wushan to look after her first, and then she looked around and finally found ten special souls, each one like a little bird.
He used his secret technique again to control these souls to fly into the body of the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow.
The closer they got to Xihe, the happier the little golden crows became, flapping their wings as if cheering for something.
Seeing this, Xihe was both surprised and delighted, her voice trembling slightly: "Can...they still be saved?"
She didn't dare listen to the other person's answer, fearing it would be heartbreaking news.
“Of course, the world cannot do without the sun.” Zu’an had to help her for both public and private reasons. “It’s just that they have been dead for too long and were used by Di Jun to control the Myriad Soul Banner. They have been eroded by too many living souls, and now their souls have been greatly damaged and are incomplete.”
Upon hearing this, Xihe's heart sank to the bottom, and the hatred in her eyes for Dijun reached its peak.
“It’s impossible to revive each one individually. I can only merge their souls together to create a complete soul. This soul can only retain some of their memories from their previous lives. After the physical bodies have been nurtured for a long time, we’ll see if there’s a chance to complete their individual souls.”
Upon hearing the other person's words, Xihe had initially thought there was no hope, but to her surprise, this was still possible. Overjoyed, she burst into tears, saying, "This is already very good, very good!"
Over the years, she tried countless ways to change the course of history, but no matter what she did, she eventually found that she could not fight against the power of fate.
She had already given up hope, but now that she heard there was still a chance to save her ten sons, how could she not be excited?
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