Looking at the reduced amount of soul energy remaining atop the damaged stone platform, Fairy Ying Yi's eyes flickered. The greed in her gaze had already vanished.
Although she had not been able to fully understand what she had experienced earlier, she had sensed the danger within it.
She also seemed to sense that someone had helped her at the time, allowing her to escape that unimaginable peril. Although she had also felt an indescribable, irresistible sensation amid the danger, she did not know what benefit that feeling would bring her when she thought back on it.
Even if she experienced that marvelous sensation again, Ying Yi did not think she could obtain any tangible benefit from it.
And because Qin Fengming had intervened, the sea of consciousness within Ying Yi's body had not expanded as Mo Ye's had.
After what she had experienced, Ying Yi's interest in the soul energy had greatly diminished. However, the vitality contained within it still filled her heart with yearning.
With a wave of her hand, Ying Yi drew a strand of soul energy before her. Activating her divine sense, she was about to store it away.
What caused Fairy Ying Yi's expression to change drastically, however, was that no matter what method she used, she could not put away that strand of soul energy.
Only then did Ying Yi's heart suddenly brighten with understanding.
Chong Ji, the person who had arranged everything here, had not taken away the soul energy containing that strange power—not because he had lacked the time, but because the soul energy could not be taken away.
And Chong Ji had remained here precisely because he wanted to refine this energy.
Whether that was truly the case, Ying Yi naturally had no way of knowing. In the end, however, she