The Xuanming Divine Turtle quickly said: "It seems...not a complete soul!"
Ji Yue glanced at him, lowered her eyes at the urn, her eyes wandered around in the void, and said, "Miss Hongxing, what's going on?"
"I don't know." Hongxing was also full of doubts.
The Xuanming Divine Turtle couldn't hear her voice, but he could hear Ji Yue's voice!
Looking up at him, he seemed to be talking to the air... This feeling was very strange for a moment. If the Xuanming Divine Turtle had hair on its body, it would definitely stand on end!
"Master, master, who are you talking to?" It's so scary...
He, he is not afraid of ghosts, but why is it so spooky?
Ji Yue just looked at him and said coldly: "Turn on the soul-suppressing spell."
"Yes." The Xuanming Divine Turtle looked around and found nothing special, so he boldly picked up the urn.
The long tail slowly stretched from the back to the front, hanging the urn in the air. The Xuanming Divine Turtle pressed its claws on the ground and began to mutter a curse.
The complex incantation of the Soul-Calming Curse was so long and complicated that even Ji Yue couldn't help but frown.
After a while, a large amount of sweat began to ooze from the Xuanming Divine Turtle's head, but the spell was not finished yet and could not be stopped midway.
The wrinkled face began to appear distorted...
After a while, bloodshot eyes oozed from the corners of his mouth... The protruding eye sockets were crazily covered with red bloodshot eyes.
Ji Yue's expression gradually became serious.
My heart became more and more uncertain.
The person who refined this soul-soothing curse must be very powerful, otherwise, with the strength of the Xuanming Divine Turtle, it would be impossible to be so strenuous!
If even the Xuanming Divine Turtle has trouble solving it, I'm afraid no one in the world can solve this soul-soothing curse!
The master from thirty-six years ago... He thought about it, but he never found that such a powerful person appeared thirty-six years ago.
Finally, the talisman on the urn began to show signs of cracks, and golden light emitted from it, causing the space to almost distort in an instant.
Ji Yue opened her hand and opened a barrier to block it. However, in just three seconds, the golden light almost broke through the barrier!
Golden spiritual power?
Gods?
Seeing that the light was getting stronger and stronger, Ji Yue stepped back. At the same time, the body of the Xuanming Divine Turtle was also hit and flew backwards. Before it hit the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out!
In the swirling golden light, the soul-suppressing spell on the urn shattered bit by bit.
"Ah——" Hongxing let out a scream, and then the struggling figure of a woman gradually condensed in the golden light.
The figure condensed bit by bit, and finally took shape, but it was just an illusory shadow, falling to the ground, dying.
All the golden spiritual power broke out, suddenly shot straight into the sky, and then disappeared in a flash.
Ji Yue strode over, squatted down, took a look at Hongxing's appearance, her heart skipped a beat, as if she saw something very familiar, but she didn't know what it was.
Hongxing, on the other hand, opened her eyes blankly and looked around.
"I'm out..." Hongxing said happily, "Sir, I'm finally out!"
Ji Yue saw that there was nothing strange about her soul, so she nodded lightly, and then raised her head to see the Xuanming Divine Turtle.
Something seemed to have peeled off a layer of the turtle's shell, which was covered in spots, and all four claws were dripping with blood.
