This thing was truly too strange. It wasn't that the statue was incomplete—it was quite complete. It was just complete in a very strange way.
How should he put it? The thing before him looked like a complete angel statue pieced together from fragments of statues of different sizes. Although Xu Jie could sense the core of the Angel Martial Soul within it,
it didn't feel quite like the core of Qian Qin's Angel Martial Soul.
Helplessly, Xu Jie stepped forward and placed his hand on the statue. His entire body transformed into golden Soul Power and surged into it.
His Soul Power enveloped the statue, merged into it, then flew back out and once again took the form of Xu Jie before it.
No wonder!?
Understanding dawned on Xu Jie. He could sense that the core of Qian Qin's martial soul was wrapped within the center of the statue. It was the right hand of Qian Qin's angel statue—and only the right hand.
No wonder Qian Qin had said her martial soul was broken. It was so shattered that only a right hand remained.
As for the strange statue wrapping around the core of Qian Qin's martial soul, Xu Jie could sense that it did not belong to Qian Qin alone, but to many people.
Xu Jie's figure turned into shimmering light and dissipated. Outside, Xu Jie, whose right hand rested against Qian Qin's brow, opened his eyes. His brows furrowed slightly as he looked at Qian Ran in Qian Qin's arms and spoke.
"Aunt Qian, can I take a look at Qian Ran's sea of consciousness? I need to make a comparison."
"Alright." Qian Qin hesitated for a moment before agreeing.
"Mm." Xu Jie nodded and pointed at Qian Ran's brow, smiling. "Qian Ran, relax."
As he spoke,