Yun Xuan's Immortal Power was being consumed at a frenzied rate, yet her gaze remained resolute.
"You're right."
"My Immortal Power is limited."
"No matter how powerful my Emperor Art is, it cannot purify trillions upon trillions of countless dead souls."
"But I don't need to purify them."
"I only need to..."
She suddenly raised her head. Within those clear eyes was reflected the purest light in heaven and earth.
"Give them hope, so that the wishes in their hearts can come true!"
The Emperor Art runes burned wildly, and the golden radiance surged to its limit.
Within that pillar of light, the aura of Reincarnation grew ever denser.
Ever stronger.
Ever clearer.
"No!!"
Jian Chen frantically swung the Emperor Soul Banner.
"Kill her!!"
Trillions upon trillions of countless dead souls let out shrill howls in unison, yet they did not pounce toward Yun Xuan.
Because once they stepped into Reincarnation, they could break free from the Emperor Soul Banner and be reborn!
"No! No! No!"
Jian Chen screamed madly.
"You are my power! You are my resentment!"
"You cannot leave!"
Yet within that golden radiance, those dead souls felt warmth for the first time.
They felt light for the first time.
They felt... release, for the first time!
"Thank you..."
"Thank you..."
"I can finally... leave..."
For the first time, the voices of those dead souls were no longer wails.
They were gratitude.
They were release.
They were... hope!
Trillions upon trillions of countless souls turned into white light one after another within that golden radiance, plunging into Reincarnation.
"No!!"
Jian Chen roared. His Emperor Soul Banner was shattering and had completely slipped beyond his control.
That prototype of a future Emperor artifact, forged from countless worlds and trillions upon trillions of countless living beings, shattered inch by inch