"Hmm?" Chen Hong's lips curled slightly.
"What did you realize?"
Qian Yu said sorrowfully, "It was me. My life had no value whatsoever. My life had no meaning. No one knew me, no one cared about me. My life was already over."
"No one liked me. No one loved me. I didn't dare show my face, and even the person I loved most... died by my own hand."
You finally let yourself go. A sigh rose from the depths of both their hearts, then completely faded away.
It was a voice that belonged to neither of them. Chen Hong remained calm, though a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes. Qian Yu, however, reacted with great agitation. His ugly Soul Body could no longer restrain itself, and tears streamed down its face.
"It was me... who ate her."
Chen Hong pressed his palms together. Soul rings floated behind him like a Buddhist halo as he intensified his soul skill.
At that moment, the Ning Clan Members outside opened the door and stared in astonishment at Chen Hong, who stood with his palms pressed together and murmured:
"The sea of suffering is boundless; turn back, and there is shore."
As Chen Hong pressed his palms together, the soul that had lost its reason for existing gradually returned to a void state devoid of desire or pursuit. Then, it was firmly captured by the Mental Field formed by the [Sage]'s Ring above Chen Hong's head. So long as no outside force interfered, that mass of soul would remain in a chaotic, ignorant state within the [Sage]'s Ring's Mental Field.
Chen Hong's current Soul Realm and capacity were not enough to consume this Split Soul. And even if he could, he would not.
He had already seen Qian Yu's fate. This extraordinarily gifted