A mountain peak soars into the sky. I don’t know how high the mountain is, but I only know that even the clouds can only float halfway up the mountain.
Feng Qingxuan was kneeling on the top of the mountain. Two chains that seemed to extend from the sky tightly tied Feng Qingxuan's hands.
In the sky above our heads, there was a mass of dark clouds. From time to time, streaks of lightning flashed through the thick clouds, as if the nine-day thunder would strike down at any time.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning emerged from the clouds and struck directly towards Feng Qingxuan! Feng Qingxuan's hands were locked tightly, making it impossible to escape!
Lightning hit Feng Qingxuan's body hard!
"Ah!" Feng Qingxuan screamed. Under the strong lightning strike, Feng Qingxuan's physical body collapsed and spread.
However, this is not the end. Without the body, Feng Qingxuan's soul is still bound by the chain. The second lightning strike followed!
"Ah!" Feng Qingxuan screamed again. The pain caused by the thunder on the soul is far more than a hundred times that on the body!
After this blow, the soul tied to the chain suddenly withered. The soul became even darker, almost transparent, as if a thin piece of crystal would break at any time.
However, the dark clouds above the head still did not disperse. The thunder and lightning in the clouds were rolling violently, brewing a bigger storm.
Finally, another lightning strike struck down! This lightning strike was thicker and more powerful than the previous two lightning strikes! The silver lightning strike, accompanied by huge thunder, rushed straight towards Feng Qingxuan's withered soul!
Lightning finally struck Feng Qingxuan's soul.
Before he even had time to scream, the already transparent soul immediately tore into pieces and scattered in all directions.
The soul is scattered.
The pain of soul tearing is unimaginable. Even the cruelest punishment in the world, Ling Chi, cannot be compared to it. They are all fragmented, and the shattering of the soul directly tears the origin of life into pieces and destroys everything in the world.
The presence.
Feng Qingxuan could only feel the sharp pain and despair.
"No!"
Feng Qingxuan was startled and sat up abruptly.
She found that she was still sitting on Nanyun Mountain, not on that weird mountain peak.
The clothes all over her body were completely soaked with sweat, as if she had just been fished out of the water.
Wiping the sweat from her face, her heart was still pounding. After taking a look at the surrounding environment, Feng Qingxuan remembered what happened just now. She saw the man, and then...she suffocated and fainted.
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So, did she just have a dream? But why was everything in the dream so real, as if she had experienced it personally. If it was a dream, there would always be something wrong or vague, but why were those scenes
But it's so clear, as if it's engraved in memory?
To this day, she still seems to be able to feel the pain of her soul being torn apart by lightning.
Feng Qingxuan stood up with lingering fear, only to find that her legs were weak.
I was really lucky that I was not eaten by any monster while I was in coma. But I don’t know how long I was in coma. If it lasted for several days, it would have delayed a lot of time, and my father would definitely be worried.
Feng Qingxuan originally wanted to rush back and join the family's large army, but at this moment, a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth suddenly poured out from the sky and earth, covering her whole body. Those spiritual energy did not even use her
