Yunxi let out a sigh and said,
"I have already gone through it once, so I am better off than you."
Ren Tianning's pale amber eyes shifted as she said,
"Fellow Daoist Ranxi, when we retrieved the immortal bone and escaped the siege of the evil cultivators' remnant souls that day, we had no choice but to use a forbidden technique.
"At the time, you said Heavenly Punishment would descend, but you did not specify what kind. Since you have already experienced it once, could you tell us a little, so that we can prepare ourselves?"
Though the other three did not speak, they also turned their gazes toward Yunxi. They likely had the same question.
Yunxi brushed the jade pendant at her waist before calmly recounting her journey to the Netherworld. To save her companions and seal the breach in the Eighteen Levels of Hell, she had been forced to use the divine inscription "Defying Heaven." The result had been the descent of Soul Thunder.
After hearing Yunxi's words, Cang Feng reacted the most strongly among the four. He was a ghost cultivator; even upon reaching the Mahayana stage, his Soul Power had merely condensed until it was as solid as that of a True Person. He had not cultivated a physical body, and only by breaking through to the Immortal rank could he possess one again. Soul Thunder was the punishment that would harm him the most.
Cang Feng said in a low voice,
"Fellow Daoist Ranxi, this... I am afraid I will not survive it."
Yunxi glanced at Cang Feng, then turned her gaze to Wuwang.
"Master Wuwang, do you think Fellow Daoist Cang Feng can endure it?"
Wuwang said with a smile,
"I dare not accept the title of 'Master.' Just call me Wuwang. Of the