The yin energy dissipated, and all the strange phenomena vanished.
I looked at You Qiqi lying on the ground, at a loss. I turned to the others. Skinny and the rest were just as bewildered as I was, while the three from Greenleaf remained completely composed and had already started toward You Qiqi.
Since they didn't stop us, we followed.
Wu Ling crouched down and examined You Qiqi.
When she turned You Qiqi over, I saw the fierce, resentful expression frozen on her face.
Guo Yujie drew in a sharp breath. Skinny clicked his tongue, and they both edged back a little.
Seeing someone dead with their eyes still open was indeed a little terrifying.
"She's really... dead?" I asked Wu Ling.
Wu Ling nodded. After standing, she looked around and even walked a few steps.
"What is it?" I asked nervously.
"Her soul is gone," Wu Ling said thoughtfully.
I could more or less understand what she meant, but I didn't know why she looked so troubled.
"Didn't her sister kill her?" Skinny asked. He hid rather shamelessly behind Fatty, peeking at You Qiqi's corpse.
"No. You Jing only took away some of the power—or, you could say, influence—that the new thing had given her." Wu Ling shook her head. "We hadn't thought of this possibility before, either. You Jing had stayed in Iron Alley for so long that she could not only use its residual power to temporarily restrain You Qiqi, but also strip away the new thing's power. But that was the limit of what she could do. She and Iron Alley should both be gone now."
As she spoke, Wu Ling looked at Chen Xiaoqiu.
Chen Xiaoqiu nodded. "I can't see Iron Alley anymore."
So You Jing was really gone...
I couldn't quite put what I