Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ji Fengyan stood silently there with mixed emotions.
She could not understand the kinship that people had always sung praises of and could not understand the warmth that was being remembered by family members.
Ever since young, she only had her Master and Grandmaster by her side. Because they were immortal cultivators, the two only had shallow feelings and was very calm about life and death, and were at ease when it comes to separation.
The suppressed cries from Linghe and the others continued to ring in her ears.
Ji Fengyan’s emotions also became down.
She slowly took a step forward. Looking at those cold tombstone, she opened her red lips to hum a tune that was not understandable. That tune was long and was like a refreshing stream passing through people’s hearts…
That tune was not considered melodious, but it soothed the suppressed feelings that Linghe and the rest were feeling.
The cold winds blew and the grass in the graveyard swayed.
As the winds howled past the ears, it sounded like a farewell that could not be heard…
The Soul Praying Tune.
That was a tune to send off a dead, and also the spell to pray for their souls. Ji Fengyan could not understand the pain of separation from kin, and could only replace the original owner and Linghe to send off Ji Yun, as a form of sincerity.
That melodious tune was broken into separate notes by the wind howling and disappeared in this place where souls stayed.
Linghe and the rest were influenced by the song and their emotions gradually stabilised. As their thoughts sank into the soul praying tune, they forgot everything around them.
If they had looked up at the surroundings around them now, they would realise that on every tombstone in the huge graveyard, there was suddenly a fog surrounding each of them.
And these fog were those souls that had yet to disappear and they turned into human form in the eyes of Ji Fengyan.
However…
Ji Fengyan’s eyes were staring straight at Ji Yun’s tombstone.
On Ji Yun’s tombstone, there was a formless figure.
However…
That figure was not the original owner’s father; Instead, it was a huge python!
Ji Fengyan’s eyes widened suddenly!
The Soul Praying Tune could awaken the soul of an asleep dead person, and the soul that Ji Fengyan had awakened from Ji Yun’s grave was not Ji Yun!
It was only a soul of a beast…
That ash did not belong to Ji Yun!
Suddenly, Ji Fengyan stopped singing the Soul Praying Tune. Her eyes passed the python and at the other terminators’ grave.
But!
It was not human souls that she had seen from those ancestors’ grave!
There were imaginary mountain goats, struggling tigers and even a howling wolf…
How did this happen?
With the stop of the soul praying tune, Linghe and the rest suddenly woke up. They wiped their tears and looked at Ji Fengyan, who was in shock. They thought that Ji Fengyan was feeling sad about Ji Yun’s death and consoled her.
But Ji Fengyan stood motionless and stared at those beasts’ souls that were gradually disappearing.
The terminators’ grave actually did not store their ashes?!
What was happening?
Where had the ashes of these terminators gone to?!
And who replaced them with these beasts’ souls?
What were their motives?
Just when Ji Fengyan immersed herself into a web of mystery, a cold voice suddenly broke the silence in the grave.
“If Ji Yun knew that his daughter had become like this, I’m afraid he would not be at ease even when he was dead, right?”
