After Su Jiu and Chu Luohen finally dealt with the people attacking them, they discovered the gravely wounded Yin Yin and A-Yu, who was trapped inside a formation, crying out incessantly.
Yin Yin could no longer maintain a solid form, and her soul was gradually dissipating.
A-Yu kept pounding against the protective formation, as though making one last desperate struggle.
Yin Yin looked helplessly at A-Yu, separated from her by only a layer of Protective Shield. She seemed to have a thousand things to say, but in the end, they all dissolved into a sigh.
As though sensing Su Jiu and Chu Luohen's arrival, Yin Yin turned her head and immediately spotted them.
Yin Yin's soul grew ever more insubstantial, as though a breath of wind could carry her away.
Su Jiu clenched her hands into fists, then released them, leaving streaks of blood across her palms. She closed her eyes briefly. When she opened them again, there was still nothing in them but boundless calm.
"Is there anything else you want to tell us?"
Yin Yin smiled. "The first time I met you, I knew you were different. Sure enough, in the end, you're the only one who can calmly listen to everything I have to say."
"Looking at me now, you must know I don't have much time left."
"Was it worth it? You had a chance to survive." With Yin Yin's abilities, if she had abandoned A-Yu, she could easily have concealed herself somewhere the Ghost Market's remaining forces could never find her. Yet in the end, she had chosen to burn her soul to wipe them all out, leaving A-Yu a path to survival.
"What about you? If you were me, and Fellow Daoist Yun and Fellow Daoist Chu were A-Yu, would you think it was