"What!? How is that possible!?"
"That's... the aura of Creation Origin!? How can a mere mortal wield the power of creation?"
The turn of events was unexpected. The shock it caused was only natural.
Having dealt with the Upper Cultivator Soul Fragment inside Jiang Pu once before, Yang Yuanzhen found the second time much easier.
While Shi Ying was still contemplating that wisp of fragrance, Yang Yuanzhen had already used Yan Ming's Dao Integration power to seize the three Treading-Void Split Souls.
Last time, she had tried freezing them with frost. This time, she roasted them beneath a blazing sun, drawing anguished howls from all three in an instant.
Horrified by the sudden turn of events, the three tried to negotiate with the mysterious young girl before them, hoping to find some way to survive.
Unfortunately, their pleas won them not a shred of sympathy or mercy.
Holding a jade knife, Yang Yuanzhen pinned the three sizzling, shrieking Upper Cultivator Soul Fragments to the table and gave a cold smile. "Commit enough evil and you'll bring about your own deaths. You three flouted the Azure Waves Great Law and colluded with the people of Sea Pavilion to steal our Azure Waves Supreme Treasure. You poisoned Azure Waves cultivators and treated every immortal and mortal life in this world like grass beneath your feet. Now that death is upon you, how dare you still hope for a good end?"
"Aaaah!!! You knew! You... you all knew!!! No!! How could this be!?"
Her words left the three soul fragments even more stunned. They had never imagined the Yang Clan knew not only where they had come from, but also that they served the Upper Cultivators of Sea Pavilion.
Yang Yuanzhen had no intention of explaining further. With that said, her knife rose