In that instant, Fang Lansheng froze. Xuantian and the others could not help but stand stunned as well. Having witnessed this century-old grudge, this tangle of love, hatred, and enmity with their own eyes, they sighed inwardly, not knowing whether it was for He Wenjun or Ye Chenxiang.
The scattered soul vanished, the resentful spirit disappeared, and the illusion completely dissolved. In the end, only a broken jade pendant remained, lying lonely upon the ground.
"Yuheng?" A gleam flashed in Xuantian's eyes. With a lift of his hand, he drew it into his grasp, his face full of delight. The three fragments of Yuheng had finally all fallen into his hands. With his powers, reforging it would be no problem at all. When the time came, the reborn Yuheng would be what he relied upon to reforge Chengying.
At that moment, the illusion collapsed completely. The scene before them shifted abruptly, and they found themselves in a ruined manor. Figures then appeared: Lei Yan and Jin Niang, leading a group of Azure Jade Altar experts, were holding Fang Ruqin hostage as they confronted Ouyang Shaogong in the courtyard.
"Hahaha, as expected, we found Yuheng by using Young Master Fang as a pretext!" Lei Yan laughed loudly. "Everyone, hand over Yuheng at once if you know what is good for you. Otherwise, I cannot guarantee Miss Fang's safety."
"Don't, don't hurt my sister!" Fang Lansheng cried out in alarm. He hurriedly turned to look at Xuantian.
Xuantian gave him a reassuring look, then stepped forward with the Yuheng fragments in hand. "Altar Master Lei, don't you simply want Yuheng? That is easy enough to discuss. I can give it to you, but you must not hurt Miss Fang."
"Stop!" Before Lei Yan could speak, Jin Niang warily called out, "Immortal Xuantian,