Qian Renxue looked at Bibi Dong's dejected state, stepped forward, and gently took her hand. "Mother, Feiyang is doing this for your own good. No matter the outcome, believe that he'll let you begin anew."
Bibi Dong's expression was indescribably complicated, her heart filled with fear of the unknown. What awaited her next—life, or death? She stared at Qian Renxue, hesitated for a moment, then spoke in a somewhat hoarse voice. "Xue'er, before... Mother was wrong. In the end, I failed you."
Just as Qian Renxue was about to respond, Gu Yue Na made her move. Her hands flew rapidly, forming an incredibly profound seal. Pure divine power turned into wisps of radiant light that slowly entered the depths of Bibi Dong's soul, precisely locking onto the Rakshasa God Imprint that glowed with a dark purple light.
"Aah—"
The instant the imprint was touched, Bibi Dong let out a shrill, agonized scream. Although Gu Yue Na had been exceedingly careful, the imprint had long since fused completely with Bibi Dong's soul. Forcibly removing it was no different from tearing off a piece of her soul. Her body shook violently beyond her control, her face instantly turning as pale as paper. Soul Power poured out of her body madly, and her cultivation began to plummet. Then, the phantoms of the Death Spider Emperor and Soul Devouring Spider Emperor emerged from within her, letting out mournful cries before gradually dimming. Their Martial Soul forms were covered in countless cracks.
Qian Renxue raised a hand to cover her mouth, forcing herself not to make a sound, her heart full of pity. She could scarcely imagine the bone-deep pain brought by a severed soul and torn Martial Souls. At that moment, Bibi Dong's spiritual world suddenly changed. The hatred and obsession that had sustained