His heart trembled slightly. Sikong Jing could imagine what had just happened...
His father, Sikong Ding, had fought above, while Mother had soothed Sikong Luomiao and the others below, even delivering a baby for a woman about to give birth.
And as Sikong Jing imagined it...
Mother, Ling Xiaotian, inside the Light-Returning Mirror continued speaking softly to the little baby in her arms. "Little one, Aunt Ling still needs to use you to awaken your mother's soul."
"I'm sorry. You have to bear all this the moment you're born..."
As she said this, Ling Xiaotian, her face streaked with tears, raised her head resolutely. Suddenly lifting the baby in her hands, she shouted, "All you innocent souls who died in grievance, I know you hate us, but there are still people alive."
"Your family is here. Your friends are here. My husband and I are willing to exhaust every last ounce of strength to help them survive."
"Xinyu's mother, did you hear that?"
"If you did, then please help me persuade all the victimized souls. Let them save your child."
As her words fell, Ling Xiaotian gently stroked the baby's face, looking at her with a heart full of pain.
Not long afterward... whoosh!
A spirit shadow slowly drifted up from the Blood Demon Grand Formation.
It was the spirit shadow of a woman. She floated gently to Ling Xiaotian's side and gazed tenderly at the baby. Then, the woman kissed the baby's cheek.
She was none other than Sikong Xinyu's mother, who had only just passed away.
The next moment, her spirit shadow dropped heavily to its knees. "Please, save my child."
The power of Xinyu's mother's long-dead spirit shadow swept in all directions through the Blood Demon Grand Formation like a summons.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...