A faint stream of red, yellow, and green Qi intertwined as it came racing in from beyond the heavens.
The instant its light appeared, it shot straight toward the coffin beside Feng Fei.
"What... what is that?"
"No, I absolutely cannot let this aura damage Master's body!"
Feng Fei's expression tightened. Instinctively, she gathered her True Yuan and struck out, seeking to block the incoming tricolored stream.
Not only Feng Fei—most Golden Core stage cultivators, even Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, would be incapable of controlling their own Essence, Qi, and Spirit without the corresponding cultivation method.
Much less would they know the form and condition of Essence, Qi, and Spirit.
Feng Fei moved swiftly, forming hand seals and chanting an incantation. Her surging True Yuan immediately stirred a startling upheaval of wind and thunder.
In an instant, wild winds swept across the island, accompanied by muffled thunder.
Her surging True Yuan transformed into a gigantic sword and rushed toward the tricolored stream.
Yet beneath Feng Fei's attack, the tricolored stream remained utterly unaffected. It passed directly through the sword light and raging winds, arriving before the coffin in the blink of an eye.
But just as it was about to rush into the coffin, radiant light suddenly appeared atop its lid.
Beneath the radiance, the tricolored stream immediately froze in midair, unable to advance or retreat.
"Hm? This radiance seems specially meant to deal with intangible things like this?"
"Good, good. It seems Master had prepared for this long ago!"
"Yet while this tricolored stream is profound and mysterious, it carries no evil aura. There is even a trace of a familiar presence within it. Could it be..."
Seeing this, Feng Fei finally let out a long breath.
As she studied the tricolored stream suspended in the air, doubt arose