The colorful halo surged out, gently enveloping Fan Qinghui's soul, and the transcendent and perfect power of salvation emanated from the void, instantly illuminating the entire soul space!

Outside, before breaking through the tower, Ye Wuque's eyes opened again, and the colorful light source in his mind jumped. He raised his right hand and pointed at the center of Fan Qinghui's eyebrows!

"Soul and flesh are united! Wake up!"

A low shout accompanied by the power of the soul seemed to come from the sky, spreading to the depths of Fan Qinghui's soul, with endless echoes!

Swish!

The next moment, Fan Qinghui, who had been calm and sleeping quietly, suddenly opened her eyes, and that calm pretty face was instantly replaced by a look of death!

She suddenly sat up from the upper half of the bed and let out an unyielding roar!

"I will never surrender even if I die!!"

At the same time, the fluctuations of the initial stage of the godhood suddenly exploded from Fan Qinghui's body, and she trembled violently. As she trembled, the entire Fenglingxuan began to shake, as if it was about to collapse at any time!

Wu Wentian, who had been silently guarding beside him, was surprised when he saw this sudden scene!

He immediately stepped forward and said in surprise: "Junior Sister Fan! Wake up, you're fine! I'm Senior Brother Wu! Master Fan..."

But before Wu Wentian finished speaking, he felt a pressure coming towards him, and he was directly thrown out!

But at this moment, a white and slender hand suddenly gently placed on Fan Qinghui's right shoulder.

Fan Qinghui's violently trembling body immediately froze, and the majestic initial fluctuations of the divine position immediately seemed to be imprisoned, and the violently shaking Feng Lingxuan also instantly returned to calm.

On the other side, Wu Wentian, who was blown away, stood up helplessly and rushed towards Fan Qinghui again.

"Junior Sister Fan! Wake up! You're fine now! Wake up!"

Wu Wentian slapped Fan Qinghui's cheeks with both hands, and spoke loudly, bringing the power of the soul to wake Fan Qinghui up completely.

At this moment, Fan Qinghui was in a state of confusion. Her memory was still stuck in the moment when she was enslaved!

That moment was naturally full of despair and madness!

Under Wu Wentian's slap and shout, Fan Qinghui's pair of fierce and desperate eyes suddenly froze, then turned into confusion, and finally slowly regained clarity.

"Wu... Senior Brother? You, you... Why are you here? Where am I? I'm not... Ah!! My head hurts so much!!"

Fan Qinghui seemed to recognize Wu Wentian, but her pretty face twisted immediately, her hands held her head, her whole body began to tremble violently again, and she even let out a painful roar!

"Junior Brother Ye?"

Seeing this, Wu Wentian immediately looked at Ye Wuque anxiously, thinking that some sequelae had broken out.

"Senior Sister Fan is fine. There is a gap in her memory. Now that her soul has recovered its freedom, the lost memories during this period will return. Of course, her original self is just a spectator, just like having a dream."

"It should be fine soon."

Ye Wuque had already retracted his hand and spoke lightly at this moment.

Hearing this, Wu Wentian nodded in relief.

Finally, half a quarter of an hour later!

"Ah!!!"

Fan Qinghui suddenly raised her head and let out a loud shout. The whole person seemed to collapse as if a taut spring had been loosened. She was panting, her pretty face was pale, her whole body was wet with cold sweat, and she was about to fall.

Wu Wentian hurriedly supported Fan Qinghui.

After more than ten minutes, Fan Qinghui finally calmed down, but her pretty face was still pale. The return of the broken memory was like cramming, simple and rough, and naturally very uncomfortable.

"Brother Wu, I'm fine now..."

Fan Qinghui spoke a little weakly, but at this moment, Fan Qinghui's generous and gentle temperament, soft on the outside and strong on the inside, was revealed. She was completely different from the one who appeared at the coronation ceremony, which surprised Ye Wuque.

"Sister Fan, you should be fine now. The injuries in your body only need to rest for a period of time to recover completely."

Ye Wuque also walked in front of Fan Qinghui at this moment and spoke softly.

After hearing Ye Wuque's voice, Fan Qinghui's pretty face suddenly froze, and then she struggled to stand up, clasped her fists and bowed deeply to Ye Wuque!

"Thank you, Lord Saint, for saving my life!"

After the restoration of her broken memory, Fan Qinghui already knew everything that happened after she became a soul slave, especially the incident a few days ago when she returned to Beidou Daoji Sect to disrupt the coronation ceremony. Naturally, she also knew Ye Wuque's identity.

"Also, I actually did such a thing a few days ago, and Lord Saint saved me without any grudges. I am really ashamed!"

Fan Qinghui's tone was filled with a deep sense of self-blame!

"Sister Fan, your condition is serious. You and I are brothers and sisters from the same sect. It is our duty to lend a helping hand. As for the things in the coronation ceremony, that cannot be blamed on you. You have become a soul slave and have lost all your will. It is you who have suffered all these years. Thank you for your hard work, Sister Fan."

"But fortunately, everything is over now. Sister Fan, you can just call me your junior brother. It is too formal to call me Lord Saint."

Ye Wuque spoke softly and helped Fan Qinghui up.

When Fan Qinghui heard Ye Wuque's words, she would think of her experiences over the years and felt endless fear in her heart. However, she still shook her head firmly and said, "Lord Saint is Lord Saint. This is what we must abide by because of our status and position."

This made Ye Wuque a little helpless, but he also understood Fan Qinghui's character. She was really soft on the outside but strong on the inside. Once she determined something, she would not change it easily.

"It's okay, Sister Fan. Just as Brother Ye said, everything is over now."

Wu Wentian also spoke with emotion, and his heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally let go.

"Sister Fan, can you tell me how you became a soul slave? Especially the person who enslaved you, do you still remember him?"

Ye Wuque spoke again, asking what he had always wanted to know.

Only Fan Qinghui could answer these questions.

Wu Wentian on the side was also extremely curious and said in the same breath, "Yes, Junior Sister Fan, when you and I separated, I went to the Star Domain battlefield and you said you were going to travel around the world, but how come you have been gone for more than ten years and there has been no news? If it weren't for your life plate being intact, everyone would have thought something had happened to you!"

After hearing Ye Wuque and Wu Wentian's questions in succession, Fan Qinghui's expression suddenly became complicated, and a hint of distant reminiscence welled up in her beautiful eyes.