Just as Xiao Yan and Yao Wan were thinking this, Xiao Di's hand patted Xiao Yan's shoulder again, drawing Xiao Yan's puzzled gaze.
"No need to take it too seriously. We're used to him being like this anyway, and he won't pose any threat to you."
As he spoke, Xiao Di's gaze turned toward Yao Wan, and he said, "Though it's an extremely dangerous divine ability, if you make good use of it, it should be able to unleash extraordinary power."
"Just treat it like a very sharp knife. Use it carefully, that's all."
"Mm... then I thank Senior Soul Emperor."
Yao Wan paused, but she also knew that this divine ability was bound to be quite powerful. For her, it was a fairly good trump card.
Seeing Yao Wan thank him sincerely, Soul Emperor did not mock her again. He nodded silently.
Though she was the mortal enemy who had exterminated his descendants, what did the fate of his descendants have to do with him?
They were nothing more than strangers who had inherited a trace of his bloodline.
Things like inheritance needed emotion to sustain them. Long years could dilute even the Dou Di Bloodline, let alone his own clan descendants.
They could even choose to cooperate with the Spirit Devouring Clan... He acknowledged that kind of drive that stopped at nothing to achieve its goals, but that did not stop him from feeling that this bunch of useless, unfilial descendants had died well.
After so many years of wandering abroad, even someone as cold as ice like him could not help but begin to miss the homeland of old. Sentimentality was the product of messy emotions accumulating day after day; even he was no exception.
Trash who could neither achieve their goal nor hold fast to their