Upon hearing this, Ji Fengyao felt a pang of sadness, but said in a soft yet firm voice, "Master, please rest here and recuperate in peace. Don't worry, no matter what happened in the past, you will always be the closest person to Yao'er in her life."
After saying that, Ji Fengyao turned around to carefully examine the cause of the turmoil in her sea of consciousness.
Within her sea of consciousness, the area of memory that had been extinguished was now shimmering with golden light and surging with waves.
The surging waves instantly swept away her probing consciousness.
In the ancient temple.
As soon as Shang Beiyu's soul returned to its place, he urgently cut off and extinguished the incense-guiding soul;
He quickly shook open the doors and windows around him and used his internal energy to disperse the black smoke inside the house.
But after the black smoke dissipated, the little female bandit opposite him showed no signs of waking up.
"Xiao Jiao..." Shang Beiyu almost blurted out in his anxiety. He quickly got up and went over to half-support the little bandit girl, trying to wake her up: "Princess Chonghe, wake up, Princess Chonghe!"
At this moment, Ji Fengyao had just calmed down and settled Mo Linxian's fragmented soul.
As the sealed memories were unsealed in her sea of consciousness, it was like a landslide and a tsunami. Even if there were sounds from the outside world, they would only be faint. Her consciousness was quickly swept up by the tide of memories, and she had no time to respond to Shang Beiyu from the outside world.
Shang Beiyu called out several times but received no response.
He used his divine sense to probe the little bandit's sea of consciousness, wanting to see if she had reunited with Mo Linxian.
But just as his divine sense touched the little bandit's brow, it was jolted back by a domineering force.
His demonic infant, which had just been severely injured by the splitting, was almost shattered by this shock!
What kind of power is this, that it is so formidable!
Shang Beiyu was shocked. This power protecting the little bandit's soul and sea of consciousness was something that even his own body and soul would probably not be able to break through!
No wonder only she could solve the problem that prevents countless demons from ascending to the upper realm;
No wonder, out of the hundreds of millions of beings across 3,600 planes, she was his destined one.
His little darling is definitely not just a descendant of the Yun family; there must be an even greater background behind her!
"No matter who you are, since fate has ordained you to be mine, I will never hand you over to anyone." Shang Beiyu tightly embraced the little bandit, his eyes flashing with a fierce cold light. He thought to himself, "Mo Linxian, what if you still have a breath left to see her? What if you have been reincarnated? No matter how you struggle, you are no match for me. You will die without a burial place!"
After being swept up in the flood of memories, Ji Fengyao felt a wave of dizziness.
The complex and chaotic scene flashed before her eyes like a rapidly moving slideshow.
After a long while, the chaotic images gradually slowed down.
The moment Ji Fengyao clearly saw the scene, her nerves tensed to the extreme. Even though she was only a divine thought browsing through memories, she clearly felt a suffocating sense of terror:
In the scene, the past self is being held by a huge, jet-black dragon.
The black dragon sped through the rolling dark clouds, paying no heed to her in its claws.
She was almost suffocated by the fierce winds of the heavens. Her clothes were tattered and torn by the winds and the black dragon's claws, offering no protection against the cold. The chill in the air at high altitudes nearly froze her to the bone.
Although Ji Fengyao was only using her divine sense at this moment, this was something she had experienced, so she empathized with it and felt very distressed!
But she knew that these vaguely remembered scenes were just the beginning.
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