The drop of evil purple blood carried on his fingertip, Baili An swung his arm, and that drop of purple blood transformed into an extreme purple light, shooting towards the faint, transparent soul of Shou that was about to be annihilated.
The purple blood seeped into Shou's shattered soul, and the disintegrated soul was once again reconstituted. The purple blood turned into countless threads, pulling Shou's dissipated body back together into a cohesive form.
The rebirth of a soul is truly an act against the heavens!
Yet now it happened right before everyone's eyes.
Shou's small body seemed to be stitched together by countless purple threads, floating serenely in mid-air, his eyes peacefully closed.
The black-robed man stood there in shock, seemingly stunned by the sight before him, momentarily forgetting to launch another attack.
Yin Baishuang was also dumbfounded, incredulous.
