However, this scene was invisible to Lin Qing’er and Da Shuang.
Both of them wore expressions of shock, as if they couldn’t believe someone had died so suddenly.
“Shui Miao, there’s something strange about this old man’s soul!”
“Let me handle it…”
Uncle Cai and Uncle Qin hadn’t gone far—they quickly returned. Uncle Qin pulled out an iron chain, threw it over the shadowy figure, and extracted a ghostly image.
This figure with red hair and wearing a muddy-yellow robe was already walking toward Shui Miao.
What were they doing?
Shui Miao stood up, puzzled by Uncle Qin’s actions. Just in case, she prepared to unleash her Soul Devouring Power at any moment.
The figure approached Shui Miao step by step, raising its finger as if it had something to say.
It looked like someone who had met an old acquaintance after many years, trying hard to recall the other’s name.
“Perhaps his soul just left his body and hasn’t recognized me yet,” Shui Miao thought quickly. “Clearly, he must be someone important, but I wonder if he’s truly the so-called God King who harmed me, as that Ye Xian claimed? Or maybe this figure is another trick from the Master of the Yellow Spring?”
“Demon! Don’t harm my master!”
Xiaohei suddenly returned and shielded Shui Miao. He recognized this was indeed Old Master Lin’s soul, just acting a bit strange. After all, souls of the deceased often behaved oddly. This wasn’t the first time Xiaohei had witnessed such a phenomenon. He stood protectively in front of Shui Miao simply to show off a bit.
“No, I don’t mean to harm you. I just suddenly feel like we’ve known each other a very long time ago!” the figure pointed at Shui Miao. His appearance was changing, becoming different from Old Master Lin’s. His soul was rapidly growing stronger. Within just a few breaths, the figure was actually able to speak.
Under normal circumstances, a soul that had just left its body would know nothing, like a newborn baby.
A soul newly separated from its physical body needed seven days to return to itself, regaining memories after that time.
Even today, many places still maintain this custom. The first seven days are called “Head Seven,” and the sixth seven-day period is called “Sixth Seven.” “Sixth Seven” is particularly significant in many traditions, often celebrated with grand feasts. It symbolizes the time when the deceased is judged in the underworld—regardless of whether they were good or bad in life. On this day, souls return to the human realm. If they hadn’t committed many sins and their time wasn’t up, their souls would remain in the mortal world. If their time had come, they would enter the Six Realms of Reincarnation. But if they had committed many evil deeds, they would suffer in hell. In short, the “Sixth Seven” is an extremely important day for wandering souls.
However, Old Master Lin was clearly abnormal. His soul had regained consciousness and memory within just dozens of seconds after leaving his body.
Therefore, Shui Miao became even more convinced that this must be a powerful ancient soul possessing the body.
“Shui Miao, be careful! The real soul of Old Master Lin is with Uncle Qin. This one in front of you is an imposter!” Uncle Cai stood behind the figure and suddenly noticed it changing rapidly—it had even grown a long tail!
Uncle Qin saw it too. He immediately returned Old Master Lin’s real soul back into the body, bringing him back to life momentarily, and quickly drew his weapon to fight the imposter.
Lin Qing’er and Da Shuang were stunned. Was this old man dying and coming back to life repeatedly just for fun?
“An imposter?”
The yellow-robed figure suddenly turned around and asked Uncle Cai, “Are you talking about me?”
As he turned, Shui Miao saw a long, black, scaly tail extending from his back!
“Oh my! Was he also a black snake demon in his past life?”
Although Xiaohei was a black snake demon, his way of speaking was completely human—actually, quite modern.
“A black snake demon?”
The yellow-robed figure turned again, looked at Xiaohei, frowned, and shook his head. “I’m not a black snake demon. I remember now… I think my name was something like Great Immortal Black Dragon!”
His memory was still returning.
“You call yourself a Great Immortal? You’ve already grown a tail… how could you be an immortal? Since the Soul Binding Chain couldn’t catch you, now try my Demon-Slaying Blade! If this blade can’t hurt you, then you really are an immortal!” Uncle Qin was playing a trick—he swung his sword at the figure while pretending to help him.
The yellow-robed figure fell for it. Wanting to test his own identity, he stood still and let Uncle Qin strike.
“Whoa! So you really are an immortal!”
The sword swung through empty air, and Uncle Qin’s face changed completely.
Uncle Cai frowned. “I have the Sword of Immortal Slaying here. Let’s test it!”
“Whoosh!”
As soon as Uncle Cai finished speaking, a white sword flew from his hand straight toward the tail of the yellow-robed figure. But again, it struck nothing! Seeing this, Uncle Cai was shocked and immediately turned to Uncle Qin. “How is this possible? He’s neither a ghost nor a demon, nor even an immortal. Could he possibly be an ancient soul from beyond the Three Realms?”
“I… I think I’m beginning to remember. One of my names was Black Dragon Ancestor. I seem to be… just a fragment of an ancient soul…”
His memories kept returning, and his soul body kept growing stronger.
No more waiting!
Shui Miao moved swiftly, approaching the yellow-robed figure and placing her hand on his chest. “Then, were we friends before?”
If he said no or showed any abnormal behavior, Shui Miao would immediately kill him with her Soul Devouring Power.
The yellow-robed figure looked at Shui Miao, closed his eyes, and murmured while thinking, “I think… I remember killing you once…”
At these words, Shui Miao’s heart stirred. Instantly, she trembled her arm, unleashing a surge of Soul Devouring Power. Hatred surged within her! The power surged like millions of ants gnawing at the figure’s soul body, immediately engulfing its lower half, continuously devouring it.
“Ahh! I remember now! This is the ultimate technique of the Black冥 God!” Feeling the intense pain, the yellow-robed figure looked down and saw the Soul Devouring Power. Suddenly, many memories returned. Looking at Shui Miao with terror, he staggered backward. “You… how… how are you still alive!”
“You bastard! Die!”
Fueled by rage, Shui Miao didn’t care who this person was in her past life or whether this figure was another trick by the Yellow Spring Master. Just to be safe, this enemy had to be eliminated!
The Soul Devouring Power surged with Shui Miao’s intent, completely engulfing the yellow-robed figure.
Within a breath, the figure vanished.
He had been entirely devoured.
Shui Miao recalled the Soul Devouring Power into her body. Immediately, she felt a tremendous increase in her strength. The two spirit spheres inside her dantian had both turned pitch-black!
“Wait…”
Then Shui Miao’s heart stirred again—she sensed that some new memories had appeared in her mind.
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