The boy's gaze was somewhat tense as he stared intently at Shen Sangri, not wanting to miss a single expression on her face.
Her expression remained unchanged, and her voice even sounded somewhat cold, "No matter what, as long as it is evil, I will not show any mercy."
The boy hadn't expected her to speak so decisively and so coldly.
It felt like I'd been punched in the heart; my eyes widened involuntarily, and I shouted:
"But that's not what I wanted at all. I was forced into it. Don't you understand? Are you even being reasonable?!"
My already pent-up emotions have become even more pent-up.
He didn't know why he had said those words. What bothered him more was that after finally getting them out, this was the result.
The boy couldn't understand why the female cultivator had tried so hard to straighten him up before, but was now being so heartless.
Even though she already knew that becoming like this was not his original intention, she still wanted to kill him directly.
Don't they always say "saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda"? How come when it came to him, they didn't give him any chance and killed him with one blow?
The boy's clenched teeth were filled with resentment.
Shen Sangruo did not answer the boy's question.
If one is born destined to be associated with evil, whether by choice or by force, one is already destined to stand on the opposite side.
All she could do was kill him quickly so he could be reincarnated and have the life he wanted.
"Is there anything else you want to say?" She stared at the boy, a murderous intent gradually emerging in her eyes.
The boy gave a self-deprecating laugh. What else could he say?
He had already said what he wanted to say; if he had known it would end like this, he would have preferred not to say it at all.
She wanted to kill him, so he would let her.
As Shen Sang focused her spiritual power in her hand and attempted a spell to reverse time and space, visible fluctuations appeared in the space around her fingertips.
Her eyes flickered slightly as she pinched away the divine soul power at her fingertips.
Everything was ready, except for the final step: dealing with the boy.
But for some reason, as the boy watched the ripples around her fingertips, that feeling of unease began to creep back into his heart.
He frowned, but couldn't help asking, "Where are you going after you leave?"
His intuition told him that her departure from the village seemed to be more than just a simple matter.
It is highly likely that we will never see her again, or she may even have disappeared from this world.
This premonition grew stronger in the boy's heart.
"Where I go is none of your business," Chen Sangruo replied. "Close your eyes."
It was her last act of mercy, preventing the boy from seeing his heart pierced by spiritual power.
After saying that, she didn't care about the boy's reaction. Even if the boy didn't close his eyes, she could use her spiritual power to help him close them.
She didn't have that much time to waste with him.
But just a second before her spiritual power was about to touch the boy, he suddenly spoke.
"I am willing to tell you my identity."
Her spiritual power paused, she tilted her head, and her scrutinizing gaze fell on the boy.
"But I can't explain it clearly either. You can check it yourself, right?" The boy avoided her gaze and lowered his head slightly.
He was already shorter than her waist, and this movement made it even harder for Shen Sangri to see the expression on his face.
She had witnessed how stubborn the boy had been before, and she couldn't understand why he would suddenly change his mind before he died.
It's certain that it wasn't because he was afraid of dying or anything like that.
But time was of the essence, so she didn't press the boy for an explanation.
He simply said "okay" and then probed his spiritual power into the boy's body.
On the other side, in the space and time that truly belonged to Chen Sangruo.
A day has passed since Shen Sangruo lost consciousness.
Lingxiao Zhenren failed to reverse time and space because his body could not withstand the power and he exploded and died. Even his soul was shattered.
The remaining part was surrounded by demonic energy and was still trapped in his own obsessive inner demons, tormenting him every moment and preventing him from ever being reborn.
After Lingxiao Zhenren failed to reverse time, only Shen Sanruo collapsed limply.
Immortal Lord Changli and the others were startled and, disregarding everything else, hurriedly went forward to check.
But they discovered that Shen Sangruo's body had become an empty shell, a truly empty shell, without even a trace of her soul inside.
The person from the Hall of Ten Thousand Spirits happened to be skilled in soul magic, and after several investigations, the result was always the same.
They even searched the surrounding area, but still couldn't find any trace of Shen Sanruo's soul.
Her soul seemed to have vanished into thin air.
After what happened with Lingxiao Zhenren, everyone could guess that Shen Sanruo's current situation was related to the time reversal just now.
But what exactly happened, where did her soul go? Was it shattered like Lingxiao Zhenren's, or was her soul reversed and sent to another place?
They knew nothing about it; all that remained in their hearts was panic and worry for Shen Sangruo.
What's even more troublesome is that the evil creature has already set its sights on Shen Sangruo.
After Lingxiao Zhenren's performance ends, the first target of the evil creatures will inevitably be Shen Sangruo.
The evil creature's gray-white eyes had already landed on Shen Sangruo's body, and the smile on its lips was filled with murderous intent.
They must be killed without hesitation.
Immortal Lord Changli pursed his lips. Even when he was besieged by evil cultivators ten thousand years ago, he had never shown such a solemn expression.
"Protect her body; we can't let Sang Ruo return without a body!"
Qingluan Fairy and Wuwei Daoist and the others all shared the same thought; they were willing to risk their lives to protect Shen Sangruo's body.
But how difficult it must have been for them to preserve a body without a soul in the hands of that evil creature?
Even after Qi Yan and the other three arrived and did their best to entangle the evil creature, they only managed to hold out for a day.
A day later, the evil creature completely breached their defenses.
The evil creature grinned, revealing sharp teeth, its eyes filled with disdain. With a wave of its arm, it flung away Changli Immortal Lord, who was standing in front of Shen Sangruo.
After a day of fighting, Immortal Lord Changli's robes were stained red with blood. Fresh blood gushed out, covering the already dried deep red with another layer of bright red.
His body had reached its limit. He wanted to stand up, but he was already at his last gasp and could only watch helplessly as the evil creature took Shen Sangruo's body away.
The evil creature looked around at the people he had knocked down, who were now barely alive.
He then glanced at the four people in the sky who were trapped by his clones and were frantically trying to rush over.
A mocking smile curled at the corner of his lips. "It seems she's important to all of you."
He originally just disliked Shen Sangri and wanted to kill her, but now it seems that things are much more interesting than he imagined.
"What would you do if I killed her right in front of you? It would be quite interesting, wouldn't it?"
Without any hesitation, he grabbed Shen Sangruo's body with his hand and roughly lifted her up.
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