"What did you say?"
Nie Yun's mind jolted, and his fist clenched tight.
"I have a way to separate your brother's soul from the Asura King's!" Xue Jing'er gritted her pearly teeth and transmitted her voice.
"Th-this... you have a way? Is that really true?" Nie Yun could hardly believe it.
Their souls coexisted. Even Yan Zhi, a Soul Master, had been powerless—how could she possibly do it?
"What she said is true!" Yan Zhi's voice entered his ears. "The Netherworld Phoenix King was able to cast off her bad nature because of her!"
"Because of her... You mean Xue Jing'er has a Soul Stone?"
Nie Yun's mind exploded, and he nearly jumped up in excitement.
Xue Jing'er had previously told him about the Netherworld Phoenix King. The latter had forced the bad nature out of her body and split her soul in two using something called a Soul Stone. That thing had appeared when Yan Zhi's Soul Realm was born. There was only one, and a second could not be found.
If she had a way, did that not mean she could find a second Soul Stone?
"I don't have a Soul Stone, nor do I need to find one, because I myself am a Soul Stone!"
This time, Yan Zhi said nothing. It was Xue Jing'er who spoke.
"You yourself are a Soul Stone?" Nie Yun froze.
He had never imagined that Xue Jing'er was the so-called Soul Stone!
No wonder Yan Zhi, who had lived for hundreds of millions of years, had such a young daughter. So she had transformed from a Soul Stone—the Soul Stone's essence had taken form and gained a human body!
"Yes, I am a Soul Stone. In a moment, I'll return to my true form. Put me directly into the Asura King's