At his words, Lin Yao narrowed his eyes slightly.
Mu Gu's soul struggled as it gave off faint specks of light. His voice was hoarse and broken: "Yao Chen... he once trained at Jia Nan Academy... and among the five Heavenly Flames within you, one carries the aura of the Bone Chilling Flame... Though it has been altered, I recognize it... That is Yao Chen's flame... Tell me... Yao Chen... what exactly happened to him?"
Lin Yao fell silent for a moment, his thoughts churning. He did not know the history between Mu Gu and Old Man Yao, but seeing Mu Gu still clinging to Yao Chen's name at death's door, there had to be deep enmity between them. A cold smile curved across his lips as he said in a low, indifferent voice, "You mean Yao Chen? He had long since become a wisp of a remnant soul. When I found him in the Black Corner Region some time ago, his soul was already so weak that it could disperse at any moment. I pitied him, so I sent him on his way. That Bone Chilling Flame came into my possession then."
Inside the Crystal Ball, Mu Gu's soul suddenly trembled. A moment later, twisted, satisfied laughter rang out from within it. "Hahaha... Good, good... Yao Chen is dead... Dead well... Even if this old man's soul scatters, hearing this news before dying makes it worthwhile..."
The laughter gradually weakened, and the soul began to shatter bit by bit from its edges, fading away.
"Soul Hall... will not let you go..." The final wisp of his voice drifted through the air like dust. "You will die... even more miserably than Yao Chen..."
Lin Yao remained unmoved. He quietly watched Mu Gu's soul completely disperse, its aura returning to nothingness.