There was only one explanation for such a phenomenon: Song Xiu had died long ago. Someone had created a new Song Xiu out of thin air, then transmitted Song Xiu's memories into this new Song Xiu.
Then they had completely sealed away those memories no one knew of.
And now, Reminiscence had directly triggered the deepest memories in his heart, causing him to vanish outright.
Because he had died long ago. He had never truly existed.
Those memories had already dissipated. Now that Reminiscence had directly stirred those long-dissipated memories, it had drawn upon some great terror between heaven and earth and violently erased the man.
It was like there being a vase in a room, but you had never entered that room. Unbeknownst to you, the vase had shattered long ago.
Thus, the moment you opened the door, the vase was shattered. But if you did not open the door, then in your mind, the vase remained intact.
And Ye Lin had opened that door through Reminiscence, causing the vase to shatter—and causing this person, who had long since dissipated, to truly disappear.
"So that's how it is, so that's how it is. Who could possess such methods as to revive someone who had already died? This is a method that defies the great Dao of heaven and earth."
Ye Lin muttered to himself. Chen An, meanwhile, watched the two rapidly retreating figures, and his patience had been completely ground away. Disregarding everything else, he struck out with his palm.
Outside, the battle had become incomparably brutal. Every True Lord was wounded from head to toe. Those in better condition had merely lost a leg or an arm.
Those worse off had lost half their bodies. The sight was utterly tragic.
Yet the Demon Beasts before them still charged