This was a remote, barren island. Black dominated its landscape: exposed black rocks and the pitch-black ashes left by scorched vegetation. Everywhere the eye fell, there was only desolation.
Aside from that, spiritual energy was scarcely perceptible on the island, yet it exuded dense yin qi. It was said that this place had once been a graveyard for demon beasts. Whenever a demon beast sensed that its allotted span was nearing its end, it would choose to pass away here.
In an empty little valley, Xiao Yu and Yuan Yao stood side by side, with a magic formation more than a hundred feet across laid out before them.
The formation's runes were profound, its lines intricate, and formations were nested within formations. It looked extraordinarily complex.
At the center of the magic formation lay a translucent white jade coffin. About seven feet long and three feet high, it gave off wisps of white mist. It had actually been made from exceptionally rare cold jade.
Inside the Cold Jade Coffin lay a petite, pretty young woman with a pale face. This was the body Yuan Yao had found for Yanli!
Yuan Yao turned to look at Xiao Yu, then stepped forward and embraced him.
"After more than two months of preparation, everything is finally ready! In one hour, when the yin qi reaches its peak, I'll begin performing the Soul-Returning Technique. The whole process should take two or three days. Sorry for the trouble, husband, but I'll need you to stand guard for me."
After speaking, Yuan Yao released Xiao Yu, took out a box made of soul-nurturing wood, and placed it atop the jade coffin.
"No problem. With me here, no petty scoundrels will be able to disturb you," Xiao Yu said casually.
"Mmm. With you here, I feel completely