Whether reincarnation truly existed was a question Li Qing could not spare the attention for. He stared intently at the large amounts of spiritual light gathering together, wanting to see what changes would occur here.
Very soon, amid the melodious flute music, the spiritual lights continued to converge and gradually began to take human form!
At the sight of this scene, Li Qing's heart immediately tensed with vigilance, and a chill crawled down his spine.
What kind of sinister business was this? Was it possible that they would witness the revival of a remnant soul belonging to some ancient mighty figure today?
While the spiritual light was still gathering, Li Qing had already prepared himself for battle.
He quietly activated the Nether Cold Fire within his body. Should anything go wrong, he would launch the Nether Cold Fire, which was specifically effective against spirit bodies.
This had been a mighty figure from the Great Desolation Region in ancient times. If the other party intended to seize a body, that would truly be more than he could bear.
Had Li Qing not possessed the Nether Cold Fire to protect himself, leaving him unafraid of spirit bodies and remnant souls causing trouble, he would likely have fled far away already.
However, it soon proved that Li Qing had overthought things.
In the end, the spiritual lights could only barely maintain the shape of a human body, while features such as facial features could never form.
Just as Li Qing let out a breath of relief, a faint remnant thought unexpectedly resounded in the minds of both him and Zhao Tianxiong.
"Once again, this strange flute melody. Are the juniors of later generations truly so idle?"
At that moment, towering waves seemed to have risen within both their hearts, and they were shocked