Jiang Feng let Xia Youming hold him. He could understand how she felt.
To Xia Youming, Jiang Feng was everything.
Back then, Xia Youming had suffered damage to her divine soul and been demoted from the inner sect to the outer sect, where she endured countless scornful looks.
Ever since following Jiang Feng, she had risen in an incredibly short time from a hopeless piece of trash to a ninth-stage Void Realm expert, even surpassing Ji Kongling, who had once been the number one.
Jiang Feng had given her all of this.
Though she considered herself Jiang Feng's household retainer, deep in her heart, she had long regarded him as her life, her everything. This feeling ran deeper than the affection between a man and a woman.
"Alright, didn't I come back safe and sound?" Jiang Feng comforted Xia Youming.
Xia Youming had cultivated for countless years, after all, and her emotions soon settled.
"Secret Mansion Lord, what happened?" Once she had calmed down, Xia Youming asked, "Why can't I sense the Blackstone Master's aura anymore? And why does the entire Blackstone Mountain Range seem to have expanded hundreds of times over in an instant?"
Jiang Feng smiled. "You can't sense the Blackstone Master because he is already dead."
"Just now, I refined the Blackstone Mountain Range's source power and stripped away the wisp of remnant soul the Blackstone Master had left within it."
Xia Youming's expression changed drastically at those words.
"The Blackstone Master is dead?!"
Though she had long suspected it, hearing Jiang Feng say it with her own ears still left her utterly shocked.
After all, the Blackstone Master had been a Grand Venerable Realm existence!
Grand Venerable Realm experts stood high above all others. Could they truly die just like that?
"Secret Mansion Lord, you refined