One Hour later, the Tortoise Shell had vanished completely. Even Wangxian Turtle's other bones had crumbled away.
Fang Chen saw Wangxian Turtle's Remnant Soul. Runes were flying out of it, and it had grown so faint that it twisted constantly, as though the slightest breeze could scatter him.
"Senior Wangxian Turtle!"
Fang Chen called out to him.
Wangxian Turtle looked at Fang Chen and said, "Don't be sad. My Lifespan ran out long ago, and I died long ago. This Remnant Soul of mine should have faded away ages ago too. But before it did, I met a sword-path genius like you. How could I not lend you a hand? I hope you all go farther on the path of cultivation!"
With that, Wangxian Turtle's Remnant Soul dispersed completely. It became countless streams of Green Light and Dao Patterns that flew toward the grass nest where Quasi-Emperor Huo Li was cultivating in seclusion.
"Senior Wangxian Turtle!"
Fang Chen's eyes reddened. He knew Wangxian Turtle was right. Wangxian Turtle had lived for countless years, and his Remnant Soul had witnessed events more than ten million years later. To have helped a sword-path genius after all that time meant he could die without regret. Besides, Wangxian Turtle had died long ago.
Even so, Fang Chen still felt a pang of grief.
After Quasi-Emperor Huo Li absorbed Wangxian Turtle's Soul Power, the Sword Intent emanating from the grass nest grew even stronger.
Myna bird looked at Fang Chen and said, "Fang Chen, don't be sad. Wangxian Turtle got what he wished for. You received his legacy, so he had no regrets left!"
Fang Chen remained beside Quasi-Emperor Huo Li's grass nest for One Hour before his feelings gradually settled. He prepared to cultivate the Universe Curse. It was an Immortal Technique, and he