Chapter 255
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Lonemoon frowned. Suddenly recalling something, he turned to the person beside him and said, "Yi Qing, check her soul!"
Yi Qing nodded. He bent down and channeled some God Power into the woman's glabella. A moment later, his eyes widened in shock. "She … she doesn't have a primary soul!"
Indeed!
Lonemoon's expression darkened. The primary soul was the most important part of a soul. Without it, a person would not have any consciousness. They would only act on instinct. She was no different from a wandering soul. But why would she attack them? And her target was clearly the immortal soul.
"So you guys are here. It took me a long time to find you." Just as he was thinking about it, a familiar voice rang out. A figure dressed in black, similar to the woman's, landed in front of the three of them.
"You're ghost immortal Zhu Ming!" Lonemoon recognized him as the man in Feng San's water mirror.
"You know me?" The newcomer nodded in surprise. He was crying tears of blood just like the woman on the ground, but his expression was not as crazy as hers. Instead, he cupped his fists and bowed. "I am Zhu Ming. Greetings, Fellow Daoists. My old friend Feng San said that you guys entered the Underworld to look for someone. He asked me to help you. "
So it was that couple who called him. Lonemoon heaved a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist."
"You're too polite. My old friend Feng San's friend, I'm naturally … Mother Feng!" Halfway through his sentence, his eyes widened as he looked at the female ghost immortal.
"Fellow Daoist Zhu, you know her?" Lonemoon asked.
"Mother Feng, it's really you!" Zhu Ming stepped forward anxiously. He looked at the crazed woman and looked up at them. "What … is going on?"
"We wanted to lure out the ghost immortal who kidnapped our friend." Lonemoon explained what had happened. "But it was her."
"How could this be!" He looked shocked. "Although Mother Feng has lost her consciousness, she has always …" He stopped mid-sentence and scanned Lonemoon from head to toe. "Could it be that you still have an immortal body?"
Lonemoon exchanged a look with the other two and nodded. "I do have an immortal body."
"I see." Realization dawned on Zhu Ming's face. He seemed to have figured something out. "No wonder … no wonder I met that friend of yours near the cave abode. So it's Mother Feng … "
"Fellow Daoist Chu, what do you mean?" Lonemoon asked.
Zhu Ming's expression darkened. A moment later, he sighed deeply and bowed to them. "Mother Feng is my junior sister. She is not in her right mind and has offended us in the past. Please forgive her." As he spoke, he stepped forward, knelt down, and patted the woman's head.
The next moment, the person who had been struggling madly a moment ago suddenly quietened down. She stood there motionless as if she had become a fool. "She ascended to become an immortal when she was alive, and after she died, she became a ghost immortal, so she's very sensitive to immortal souls. She attacked you because she sensed a similar immortal soul and thought it was her own primary soul, so she instinctively wanted to take it back. "
Lonemoon glanced at the person on the ground. No wonder she quietened down the moment he sealed her divine perception and five senses.
"You mean to say that the person who took our friend was not her?"
"This … I'm not sure either." Zhu Ming's expression darkened. He looked closely at the remnant Yin Qi on the ground. With a twist of his hand, a sliver of Yin Qi appeared in his palm. "The last time I saw your friend, the remnant Yin Qi of the Blood-Soul Array was indeed the same as Mother Feng's. Although I don't know why the Blood-Soul Array did not work, Mother Feng did not have a primary soul. However, Mother Feng doesn't have a primary soul and has lost her mind. If your friend is really in her hands now, she would probably use the Blood Soul Array immediately instead of bringing him back to the Netherworld first. She wouldn't have fallen into a trap and come here. "
Lonemoon fell silent. Indeed, if this ghost immortal called Mother Feng was really a lunatic with no consciousness … How could she have thought of returning to the Divine Underworld before using the Blood-Soul Array after capturing Shortie? But if it wasn't her, then who had captured Shortie?
"But the place where Xuan Tong went missing did indeed have remnant Yin Qi of a ghost immortal."
Zhu Ming thought about it. "In that case, why don't I bring you to Mother Feng's residence to look for her? Perhaps there will be other clues. What's more, the Blood-Soul Array needs two days to completely extract her soul. If she really did capture her, she should still be in her cave abode now. " He looked at the woman beside him, who was already playing with her hair. "Mother Feng is my junior sister after all. I can't just leave her like this."
The few of them exchanged glances. There was no other way.
"Thank you, Fellow Daoist Zhu."
Thus, the Daoist once again flew on his sword in the direction Zhu Ming had pointed out. Zhu Ming carefully helped Mother Feng up from the ground. Teng Yun led the way from behind. "You two are quite close." Zhu Ming had just helped Mother Feng up when he heard a woman's voice.
He looked up and saw the son that Feng San had repeatedly asked him to take care of. He was only waist-high, but he had a serious expression on his face the entire time. Behind him sat a woman in a white robe with blue trim. She sat cross-legged on the sword, one hand supporting her chin. She looked at him curiously.
Zhu Ming was shocked. Huh? Was this woman here just now? Seeing that the two people in front of him did not look surprised, he smiled out of habit and replied, "When Mother Feng was alive … we grew up together. We were also from the same sect. Naturally, our relationship is different."
Shen Ying nodded. "Why did she become like this?"
"Well … I don't know either." Zhu Ming frowned. He seemed to recall something. His eyes went blank for a moment. "Most people who become ghost immortals die with great grievances. Their obsessions are not resolved. They suffer unbearable pain. They have to use their own souls to become ghost immortals. She was already like this when I became a ghost immortal. Perhaps she has a greater obsession than we do. "
"Oh, then she …" Shen Ying wanted to ask more questions. Suddenly, she stood up and reached out to grab the person in front of her. "Father Niu!"
Lonemoon was flying well. When he was grabbed, he almost fell off the sword. "Why are you suddenly grabbing me?" He steadied himself.
Shen Ying pointed in front of them. "There's a river in front!" Didn't you see it? They almost crashed into it.
"What river?" Lonemoon looked around blankly. Apart from a stretch of darkness, there was nothing else.
Huh?
Shen Ying stared blankly at him. Yi Qing was the first to react. He summoned a sword filled with God Power and flew it forward. Before it could fly more than three feet, the sword seemed to have been thrown into something highly corrosive. It melted and disappeared in front of everyone's eyes. In less than two seconds, it was gone.
"Holy shit!" Lonemoon took a step back. It could even swallow God Power. If Shen Ying had not reminded him, he would have crashed into it.
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