A clump of starlight flickered on Long Chen’s fingertip, holding a black, writhing figure. It was what remained of Bing Yi’s soul. Even in her weakened state, she was cursing Long Chen viciously.0

Bing Yi was truly crafty. She had deliberately feigned defeat to Fei Shuang, even sacrificing part of her soul to make it believable. What she left behind was an incredibly faint Spiritual Strength that quietly clung to Fei Shuang’s soul.1

During their battle, Bing Yi had carefully studied Fei Shuang’s spiritual fluctuations until she could perfectly imitate them. Even Fei Shuang hadn’t noticed this.2

However, whatever she could hide from Fei Shuang, she couldn’t from...8