"Spirit? No, a lingering remnant of consciousness?" Shen Fei, who had been watching from the side, studied Wangyou's phantom carefully. If it had been a soul, he might still have been able to save him. Unfortunately, what had appeared was not Wangyou's soul, but something akin to residual awareness. From this, if Wangyou had not suffered a qi deviation, there was a strong chance he could have entered the Spirit Wandering Mysterious Realm. He already possessed some of the abilities of that realm. It could only be called a pity.
"Foolish child, what are you doing here?" Wangyou looked at Wuxin with a kindly expression. The moment Wuxin saw Wangyou, he immediately dropped to his knees, tears of longing streaming from his eyes. Although Wuxin had always called Wangyou an old monk and seemed deeply disrespectful toward him, in truth, perhaps no one in the world respected Wangyou more than he did.
"Is that a ghost?" Lei Wujie asked softly from the entrance of the hall. His body seemed to be trembling slightly. He appeared somewhat afraid of ghosts.
"I heard that among Buddhism's Six Divine Powers, there is one called the Power of Exhausted Outflows. Though a person may die, their primordial spirit can remain undying until the last trace of worldly attachment fades away," Xiao Se explained quietly. This was his first time witnessing such a sight as well.
"The Power of Exhausted Outflows is capable of far more than this. What a pity. In a xianxia world, a primordial spirit truly could remain undying."
Shen Fei knew a little about Buddhism's Six Divine Powers. They were genuine great divine powers, and anyone able to master them possessed immense wisdom. Unfortunately, even though this world was more advanced than Great Tang, it was still not a xianxia world.