Su Yi sat cross-legged there, deathly still.
He was indeed no different from a corpse.
Anyone who saw him would conclude that Su Yi was already dead, for the vitality of his body, cultivation, and soul had all vanished completely.
It felt as though he would turn into Calamity Ash drifting across the heavens the very next moment.
"Master Su..."
Qing'er's voice trembled.
Bai Shu's eyes widened as well. "Not even a trace of lingering intent remains? If that is so, doesn't that mean..."
Bai Shu had once been suppressed by the Dao Definitive and reduced to a departed spirit. Yet he had at least retained a trace of lingering intent, allowing him to cling to life in the body of a departed spirit.
Thus, he knew better than anyone what it meant if not even a trace of lingering intent remained!
"I knew it. That bastard Sun Rang serves the Dao Definitive, so he would never let Fate Official Su off easily. He... deserves to have his bones ground to dust and his ashes scattered to the wind!"
Bai Shu gritted his teeth so hard they were nearly shattered.
But Su Wanjun suddenly said, "Don't overthink it. Look."
Qing'er and Bai Shu were taken aback. Upon examining him carefully, they indeed discovered something unusual.
Su Yi truly resembled the dead, devoid of all vitality. Yet the surging deathly aura around him was undergoing subtle changes. Strands of deathly aura flowed in and around his body like winding streams, producing a strange rhythm.
"This..."
Bai Shu and Qing'er both stared wide-eyed.
Su Wanjun's eyes glimmered with wonder as she murmured, "Without knowing death, how can one know life? Su Yi... may truly have comprehended a secret of life and death so taboo that none should touch it!"
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