Because Ling Shuang had shown mercy beneath his sword, the old cultivator's final wisp of divided soul managed to flee westward.
These tiny wandering souls rapidly escaped the core area where the battle had just taken place, burrowing into the various spatial walls and frantically trying to break free from this realm.
If most of their souls had remained intact, they might still have sensed the conditions of the other spaces outside.
But now that they had been reduced to this pitiful state, they could only flee outward on instinct, driven by the desire to survive, with no thought for anything else.
"I cannot die here. I absolutely cannot!"
At this moment, these wandering souls shared only one belief: they had to find new hosts, then escape from this Danyuan Secret Realm and pass what had happened here, along with the intelligence they had uncovered, to their other divided souls.
"I'm out! Wonderful, this is—"
"Suppress."
Boom!—
The two souls, as fine as gossamer, had finally passed through the spatial wall and were just about to flee farther away when they suddenly heard a clear, mellow voice.
Immediately afterward, a massive azure mountain manifestation descended from the heavens. Before the two wandering souls could react, it had already crushed them to death.
Fwoosh—
The azure mountain manifestation dissipated, and a cultivator dressed in plain-colored robes, with a dignified and gentle face, appeared in this place.
Shen Yue swept his gaze across the spatial wall here and quickly locked onto another direction. He then took out an ordinary-looking brush and sketched in the air a scene of spirit birds wheeling through the sky.
"Go."
"Cheep, cheep, cheep~"
Then, with a soft call, he saw the scene of the flock of spirit birds instantly come to life.
The spirit birds formed from