A heartbeat later, the rubble deep within the ruins exploded outward with a crash.
Su Yueli stepped out of the shattered stones and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.
She stamped her foot and shot into the air once more.
Her explosive strength made the air shriek. She moved so fast that not even an afterimage remained.
Seizing the split second while Motian Xing's lifespan plummeted and his Divine Soul reeled, she flashed back above the blood pool.
"Shen Huai'an..."
Su Yueli gazed at the body the Demon Cultivator had occupied for years. A flicker of complicated emotion crossed her cool, phoenix-like eyes.
Back in the little mountain village, Shen Qing'an and Shen Huai'an had both looked after her.
She had never forgotten that kindness.
What had happened back then was over. She would not cling to it forever.
And now that Motian Xing had been beaten back to his original state, she had no intention of letting the Old Devil keep clinging to life in a borrowed shell.
Otherwise, those cultivators truly would have died for nothing.
With that thought, Su Yueli brought her five fingers together like a dragon's claw. Golden Qi and Blood flared along her arm as she drove it into the space between Shen Huai'an's brows with unstoppable force!
Boom!
Inside the Sea of Consciousness, Su Yueli used the vast power of her Martial Soul's origin to lock onto the pitch-black demonic shadow entrenched deep within the Divine Soul.
"Get out!"
Su Yueli growled. She put both arms to work, seized Motian Xing's remnant soul, and tore at it with brute force!
Riiiip—!
The sound of tearing echoed through the Sea of Consciousness. What remained of Shen Huai'an's own consciousness, already on the verge of collapse, let out a silent wail.
Motian