The cold, turbid air in the stone chamber was gradually cleansed away. Upon the faintly scorched stone platform, the bodies of the five auxiliary soldiers who had died in battle melted away completely, turning into a handful of fine, pure white ashes spread evenly across its surface.
No black smoke ran wild, nor did any foul stench spread. Only an exceedingly faint, fresh aura drifted slowly through the sealed space.
Qin He lowered his gaze to stare at the ashes. The next moment, an ashen-white curtain slowly descended, and the clack of wooden beaters pierced through the dim yellow lamplight. The Shadow Play Performance was dreamlike yet real, depicting the life of the deceased.
Within the shadow-play scene stood a Lower Realm domain of lush mountains and clear waters. Vegetation flourished, and its spiritual energy was mild. Though far less vast than the Divine Court's expanse, it possessed the vibrant life of the mortal world.
At the center of the scene stood a slender figure.
She was the owner of that wisp of azure radiance, the auxiliary soldier who had perished in the demonic calamity—Gui Ling.
She was a member of the Half-Demon Race in the Flying Jade Realm, a unique people born of Human Race and Ancient Demon blood.
Ordinary Demon Race in the wilderness were bound by the foundations of their bloodlines and the laws of heaven and earth. Most had to endure until after the Dao Palace Realm before shedding their beastly forms and condensing human shapes. Every step was arduous, every step a heavenly chasm.
But the Half-Demon Race was entirely different.
Their bloodlines fused the strengths of both races, allowing them to break free from the Demon Race's inherent shackles of form from birth. At the Gushing Spring Realm and Wheel Sea Realm, they could