Until he scattered into ash and smoke, the Yin-Yang Ancestor remained utterly composed.
Immortals had long since become different from mortals. In the eyes of such immortals and demons, unless one's soul was utterly scattered, entering reincarnation did not truly count as perishing.
It was merely a journey through reincarnation. If the Yin-Yang Ancestor encountered a fortunate opportunity someday and recultivated to above the half-step Earth Immortal realm, he could unravel the mystery of the womb and recover his memories.
"At last, he's slain!"
Seeing the Yin-Yang Ancestor fall, Chen Nianzhi finally let out a heavy breath.
Prison Suppressor even wiped away a cold sweat, and the sternness on his face could no longer quite hold.
Ignoring all appearances, he sat down on the ground and drew a deep breath. "I must thank you. Otherwise, the power of those reunited Yin-Yang Two-Poles Pearls would have been enough to take my life."
"No need for that."
Chen Nianzhi shook his head, smiling as he said, "If you hadn't blocked that instant, I likely wouldn't have been able to seize the opportunity either."
Prison Suppressor nodded. Both his Hell-Suppressing Divine Physique and the Seven-Ghost Hell-Prison Furnace were especially effective against ghost immortals, demons, and fiends. Naturally, the Yin-Yang Ancestor had wanted to eliminate him first to prevent any mishap.
With that thought, Prison Suppressor drew the Yin-Yang Two-Poles Pearls into his hand and asked, "How should we divide the treasures?"
"Wait a moment."
With a sweep of his sleeve, Chen Nianzhi retrieved the remnant souls of the old monk and the Heaven-crippling Daoist.
As for the others, Immortal Qingshu had had his Primordial Spirit pierced through by Chen Nianzhi's sword, while Flower Fairy had died beneath the Yin-Yang Life-and-Death Curse. Neither could hold on, and both entered reincarnation.
Of the two, although