The corpse floated down, descending at an exceedingly slow pace.
Like a single petal.
Countless petals drifted up around it at the same time, covering the corpse and circling around her.
Everyone looked toward the corpse. At that moment, a figure suddenly soared over from the side and directly caught Myriad Flower Fairy's body.
"Who is it?" Zhang Bei shouted.
Xu Zimo looked up. The figure that had flown over was actually the Sword God, Xie Changliu.
Xie Changliu looked at the four of them, then turned his gaze to the Myriad Flower Fairy in his arms.
His eyes brimmed with indescribable emotions.
"What is your relationship with Myriad Flower Fairy?" The Sacred Demon Giant dispersed, and the souls of Xuan Xie and Wanfo Monk each returned to their bodies.
Xuan Xie was the one who asked.
"She is not Myriad Flower Fairy," Xie Changliu said calmly.
He carried the corpse of "Myriad Flower Fairy" and walked step by step into the distance.
"Leave Myriad Flower Fairy's corpse behind," Zhang Bei said blandly, blocking his path.
"I said, she is not Myriad Flower Fairy," Xie Changliu replied.
"Then who is she?" Xu Zimo turned and asked.
"A friend of mine," Xie Changliu said calmly, stroking the corpse's cheek.
"Just a pitiful creature whose body was taken over."
As his words fell, Xu Zimo and the others exchanged glances, all seeming to realize something.
"This is bad."
They no longer had the leisure to concern themselves with Xie Changliu. Instead, they pierced through space and headed toward the flower valley.
After only a few breaths of treading through the void, they arrived above the flower valley.
The flower valley remained as it had been before, tranquil and undisturbed, without the slightest clue of anything unusual.
"What's going on?" Zhang Bei frowned.