After slaying Qin Mutian, Ning Cheng didn't even have time to collect Qin Mutian's spoils of war. He took a step forward, landed beside Yan Ji, and held Yan Ji in his arms.
Yan Ji's aura of life was completely gone, his primordial spirit and soul had long dissipated. Ning Cheng was heartbroken. Yan Ji had stepped into the third stage, cultivating his own world. Once his primordial spirit and soul dissipated, it meant his world was shattered, and he could no longer be saved like Xun Hanrui. Even if Yan Ji reincarnated, he would have no memory of his past life.
Ning Cheng's hand rested on Yan Ji's chest, the killing aura that had pierced through Yan Ji's chest had not yet dissipated. Ning Cheng's gaze immediately locked onto the one who had acted—the Palace Master of the Wu Liang Palace.
When Ning Cheng first saw the Palace Master of Wu Liang, he had some favorable impressions of her. But this woman had killed Yan Ji; how could he be at ease if he didn't kill her?
