Zhou Xiaopeng's head tilted to one side at an extremely unnatural angle, the light in his eyes completely extinguished, and his final frozen expression was one of extreme pain and fear, as well as the incomprehension of his father's abandonment.
The moment Li Yu's hand touched the warm jade, before she could even exert any force to destroy it, Zhou Xiaopeng's breath was completely cut off.
Looking at Zhou Xiaopeng's corpse, and the body of the infant spirit that had not been saved on the other side.
Li Yu’s eyes burned with raging anger, and the anger in his chest erupted like a volcano that had been accumulating for thousands of years!
"Zhou Zhenbei!"
He roared deafeningly at the fading phantom of Zhou Zhenbei.
Zhou Zhenbei would rather kill his son Zhou Xiaopeng with his own hands than give Bai Ya the chance to complete the ritual and save the little infant spirit to whom he owed so much!
The phantom looked up at Li Yu one last time. In that gaze, there was no anger, no emotion, only a bottomless, chilling hatred, as if Li Yu had just killed his son Zhou Xiaopeng.
Immediately, the energy dissipated completely, turning into dust along with the warm jade that served as the medium.
"Wow......"
The infant spirit cried out, its soul closing its eyes in grievance, and plunged into the depths of Li Yu's spiritual sea, bringing with it waves of unyielding sorrow.
"Damn it!" Li Yu's anger almost overwhelmed her reason.
Driven by extreme anger, the cyclone spun wildly out of control, and a dazzling golden light suddenly burst forth from the left eye's golden pupil.
The thread connecting Zhou Zhenbei in her eyes began to tremble wildly.
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