The Ziyan in Yunxi's Dantian throbbed ever more violently, even with a hint of urgency. Just as she prepared to forcefully suppress Ziyan, the Huaxian Sect cultivator looked at Yunxi and asked kindly,
"How did Young Friend Feng come to the area where we Nascent Soul cultivators are training?"
Yunxi cupped her hands in greeting and was about to explain when a ball of purple flame suddenly flew from Yiran's palm and shot into her Dantian. The change happened so quickly that Yu Su had no time to stop it.
In a single breath, the Purple Flame engulfed Yunxi. Yu Su's Azure Silk Ribbon lashed out at once, and Buddha Son Yunchen also frowned as he flung out the prayer beads around his wrist. He had invited this person here, and now that they had been ambushed by a Nascent Soul cultivator, he could hardly stand by and watch.
Han Lian did not make a move. She merely stood beside Yunxi, who had been swallowed by the purple flames, guarding against any unforeseen accident. She would not interfere with the rest.
Yunxi was currently in the depths of torment. After collapsing to the ground, Ziyan had already left her Dantian of its own accord and flowed through her entire body along her Meridians, gradually drawing the Purple Flame into itself.
"Ziyan, what is going on?"
"Master, you must lend me a hand this time. This mass of Purple Flame is the other half of my body that was split away."
Yunxi understood instantly.
"This is the Profound Thunder Purple Flame carrying a trace of Lei Hongxuan's soul fragment?"
"Yes."
"Is that trace of his divine soul still there? Is it really alright for you to devour it now?"
As Ziyan accelerated through her Meridians, it replied,
"If I am not