I actually forgot about this, Wen Zhixing finally remembered. Previously, when he was collecting Si Nanyan's remnant souls, the panel had already indicated that the quality of the Soul Sacrifice Banner was too low. After all, Si Nanyan was a cultivator of the Sixth Realm, and her divine soul had reached the pinnacle of cultivation. Even as mere remnant souls, they wouldn't be as fragile as Qiu Yinger's.
On his shoulder, the Ghostly Cunning Spirit's eyes flashed. The surrounding green light intensified. Seeing this, Wen Zhixing smiled and remained still.
"Wen Zhixing!" The next moment, Si Nanyan's remnant soul struggled free from the Soul Sacrifice Banner. Her entire being radiated a potent aura of dark, malevolent energy. She had awaited this day for a very long time. Si Nanyan had never imagined that Wen Zhixing would actually leave behind a wisp of her remnant soul. It's as if the heavens themselves want me to turn the tables!
