Above the ruins of Blood Moon Palace, the night was as dark as ink.
Ye Xiao stood at the center of the ruins, gazing at the Divine Soul of the Blood Empress being devoured by the Ten Thousand Souls Map, yet there was not a trace of joy in his heart.
"It's finally over..." Ye Xiao murmured.
"Not yet." Chiyou's voice sounded in his mind, with a somewhat heavy tone.
"What do you mean?" Ye Xiao frowned, "Isn't the Blood Empress already destroyed?"
"Though the Blood Empress's body and Divine Soul have been destroyed, the powerful souls she devoured over thirty thousand years have merged into her essence." Chiyou said, "With the Blood Empress's demise, those souls have also completely dissipated. Many of them were once disciples of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect."
Ye Xiao's heart sank a little, "You mean, those disciples of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect..."
