Water Spirit Art Sixth Layer

Mu Qingyao's eyes were filled with shock. Why was the Second Ancestor... inside her body?

Were all those thoughts truly hers, or someone else's—or perhaps that Evil Tree's... Who exactly was she?

She slowly took a step back. Cold sweat streamed from her body as she trembled uncontrollably. Who exactly was she...?

High above.

The Black Bull did not care about any of that. So long as Chen Xun had not told it to stop, it had no need to listen to those tedious tales of ancient clans. They had nothing to do with it anyway; Ji Yan could come clean things up afterward.

A Black Coffin crashed down to suppress the air. Two desolate wails rang out as everything within their bodies was drawn into the coffin—the three souls and seven spirits, even their Spiritual Roots!

In the distance.

Little Crane opened her mouth, only to swallow her words back down.

She watched that familiar figure in the distance being suppressed by her Second Brother's Black Coffin, a faint gloom in her eyes. After all, Mu Qingyao had once been one of her few friends...

She had stepped forward many times in the Dao Academy to protect her and Feng Jinyu. Outwardly, she had been dignified and gentle, yet inwardly she had been carefree and unconventional. If not for her identity as a member of the Wood Family...

But there were no ifs. Little Crane slightly turned her head away, unwilling to look any longer.

"Hmph, this Wood Family has gone too far. They dared touch Xun Bro's bottom line—we've ripped their old foundations clean out!"

Little Scarlet snorted coldly, staring into the sky with icy eyes. "Crane Sis, if our family hadn't had a bit of power back then, you would've been snatched away by others. Never sympathize