Bai Xu had actually received word from Wei Jili that Xie Jinhuan had dabbled in the demonic path, but only when the excruciating agony of having his soul extracted and devoured struck did he realize how terrifying the Essence-Seizing Demonic Art was. His expression instantly turned to horror, and he tried to struggle with all his might.
But the Zhenglun Sword blazed with dazzling lightning, and the hand clamped around his throat was like a dragon python. He had no room to struggle at all and could only watch torrents of blood qi surge from his body and flow into the arm before him.
Whoosh...
Blood baleful intent steamed from Xie Jinhuan's entire body. Ignoring Bai Xu's struggles, he turned to Bu Qingya.
"What's the situation?"
Ye Hongshang took over seamlessly. With a flick of her wrist, she sent the Soul-Seizing Lock whipping across Bai Xu's waist, then pulled it back, dragging something invisible out of him and winding it around Bu Qingya.
Bai Xu, who had still been struggling, lost his strength almost instantly and became a walking corpse.
Bu Qingya reacted on the spot, but the chains immediately bound him. Eerie white flames ignited along the Soul-Seizing Lock and spread to his body. He began convulsing all over, and struggling afterimages appeared around him.
Standing nearby, Nangong Ye asked in puzzlement at the sight,
"What are you doing?"
Ye Hongshang sat cross-legged where she was and closed her eyes, using the chains as a medium to disentangle the two souls as she replied,
"Our dad had part of his soul imprisoned. He's relying on this man's divine soul to keep his body functioning. I'm extracting this man's soul now and sealing it inside Dad's body to support him. That'll keep him alive, but it'll take quite some time.