Song Siyao held her older sister's hand, pursing her lips in annoyance.
Just then, Su Xi woke up. Song Siyao and Wan Qiji repeated the same actions, first holding onto her soul, and then slowly helping her accept the current situation.
Shen Zhuochuan pressed on Song Tingwan's shoulder, floated from behind her to her side, and instead held her hand tightly.
"Isn't it amazing? So this is what it feels like to be just a soul." His face and body were somewhat transparent, but his smile remained gentle.
Song Tingwan accepted her soul form with surprise, then grasped his hand in return, tentatively trying to control the soul's movements.
Thinking about floating forward, you suddenly feel a sense of weightlessness.
Thinking of going to the right, if it weren't for him leading me, my soul would have drifted far away.
"...It must have been difficult for you."
Song Tingwan wiped away non-existent sweat from her forehead and watched her sister and Aji go to call Baili Xijiang.
Then she asked the man beside her, "Have you found anything? When I came in, I heard about sacrifices...our bodies...have become sacrifices?"
Shen Zhuochuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he nodded silently, feeling somewhat aggrieved, just like Song Siyao.
"Yan Shanjun and the others are over there, figuring out a way to break the deadlock."
"What do you think?" Song Tingwan looked in the direction he was pointing and asked seriously.
Shen Zhuochuan glanced at the surrounding void of white mist without making a sound, and lowered his voice.
"Perhaps it's a formation; something was wrong the moment we stepped into the village."
"But besides the formation, there are other powerful forces helping the ghosts."
"only…"
It's incomprehensible what kind of power could allow ghosts, heavy with yin energy but without any support, to trap high-level cultivators like those at the Tribulation Transcending and Mahayana stages here.
That's strange, really strange.
Upon hearing this, Song Tingwan...
It's remarkably similar to the Demon Lord's bizarre and powerful abilities back then.
She gazed thoughtfully at the white mist surrounding a group of souls, then looked up, where it blotted out the sky.
He tried to release his divine sense, but was firmly blocked here and could not leave.
"Would breaking through the formation be of any use?"
Song Tingwan asked him.
Shen Zhuochuan shook his head, "The array masters have not discovered any clues; it is merely a guess by Yan Shanjun and me."
She pursed her lips and nodded. "When we came, those three girls specially led us into the village. After entering the village, the feeling of our souls being torn apart became even stronger, and I also tend to think of the formation."
“You, Sect Master Yan, and Sister Su Xi are the strongest here. Even without cultivation and physical bodies, the power of your souls is not weak. Let’s try again by joining forces.”
The power of three beings at the Tribulation Transcending stage.
It could destroy an entire realm.
If there is still not a single flaw.
This fate is simply too cruel.
Chen Zhuochuan nodded, and looked at Su Xi and Baili Xijiang who were walking over and nodded slightly.
Baili Xijiang muttered to himself, feeling that the soul was too difficult to control. Su Xi had long since accepted the situation and asked them about what they knew.
Before they could ponder, Yan Shanjun led a group of powerful figures from the cultivation world over.
A group of spirits floated by, solemn yet somewhat strange.
Song Tingwan nodded to the group of people who came, and Su Xi and Baili Xijiang also greeted each other.
"How many people came in this time?"
Yan Shanjun asked about Song Tingwan and Su Xi.
His face was cold and stern as he watched the souls being tossed down from the sky one after another.
After a moment's thought, Song Tingwan said, "About sixty people."
Most of those who came in were relatives and friends; most rational people were still observing.
"Halfway done..."
Yan Shanjun looked at the still unconscious soul and sighed.
"If we can't break this deadlock, the day the village worships the mountain god will probably be our death day."
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