I wish you a long life and good health, and great merits.

Song Boming just watched Tang Yaohua take her last breath.

"Ah... Song Qingqing, I want you to die."

Song Qingqing turned into a divine power and attacked, making Song Boming unable to breathe. Song Qingqing then gave him a fierce whip, and Song Boming lost half his life.

Song Boming finally reacted, and then he was in disbelief.

"God of Transformation? How can you be a God of Transformation? You are only 18 years old. It is impossible, absolutely impossible..."

Before Song Boming finished speaking, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

“The world is so big that nothing is impossible. Just because you can’t do it doesn’t mean others can’t do it.”

"Why didn't you just do it in the first place?"

"Of course I don't want to be an enemy of the cultivation world! After all, I'm still young and I'm afraid of trouble. I'll let you know that all of this was planned by me after you and Song Ningxuan recognized each other.

Because I hate you.

It was me who killed those eight Jindan monks of yours. I did all this just to get you to take out your precious spiritual isolation device. It was what your good son said when he was bragging. I want you and your wife to die quietly.

Like you said, who could have guessed that you would die in my hands? Who could have proved that you would die in my hands? After all, I was only in the Foundation Establishment Stage, and no one would doubt that I was in the Spiritual Transformation Stage at the age of 18.

Oh, no, you two killed each other, but I didn't kill you.

You killed Tang Yaohua with your own hands. Aren't you a loving couple? Your wife said she didn't like a child, so you didn't like that child. Didn't it hurt to kill the person you loved the most with your own hands?

Back then you forced me to kill my pet with my own hands, and my heart ached. It was the only one who stayed with me throughout my childhood, and you couldn't even bear to see it."

Song Boming couldn't accept the fact that he had just killed Tang Yaohua. "I didn't kill Yaohua. It was you, you, you who killed her."

"It's normal to feel heartbroken. I've suffered this feeling for more than 10 years. Don't worry, I will also let you die in the hands of the person you love most."

Song Qingqing put a corpse-control talisman on Tang Yaohua's body, and Tang Yaohua slowly stood up holding the sword.

"Qingqing, if we hadn't made a mistake back then and we were strict with you, how could you have achieved Divine Transformation at such a young age? Your adoptive father is also your father. Today you killed your father and mother. Aren't you afraid that when you ascend to heaven, you will be haunted by demons and die?"

"I can't ascend, so why should I be afraid of any inner demons?" You didn't raise me, so where would the inner demons come from?

"What do you mean?"

"Go and ask the King of Hell. Get started."

"Yan Feng is still young and doesn't understand. He is influenced by us. Please let him go."

Song Qingqing did not respond to him.

"Qingqing, I beg you..."

Song Boming lowered his head to the ground, his tone pleading, but his eyes were fierce. He directly pushed the last of his strength, intending to self-destruct and die together with Song Qingqing.

But just when he had gathered half of his strength, Song Qingqing's mental power destroyed it, and he was like a deflated ball.

"Do not……"

"If I hadn't been on guard against you, how could I have said so much nonsense to you? I want you to suffer physically and mentally, not to take me away with you. Next time, don't think so beautifully.

I will not let either of your children go, but don't worry, I will definitely not do it myself. They are just two little minions and it's not worth my effort.

Your good son, relying on your power and influence, has many enemies. I know of three of them. He was behind the scenes, killing people and stealing treasures."

Song Boming was extremely angry, "Song Qingqing, ah..."

Before he could even finish his words, Tang Yaohua stabbed him through the heart with a sword.

Song Boming closed his eyes unwillingly.

Song Boming, the Nascent Soul as big as his little finger, was tiptoeing and carefully moving away from his body.

At the beginning, Song Boming had to think 99 steps ahead before taking each step. Later, when he saw that Song Qingqing didn't react at all, he felt more at ease and bolder.

As expected, he was too young, his cultivation level rose too fast, and there were still many things he didn't understand. He didn't know that a small Nascent Soul was equivalent to a second life. Song Qingqing, today's grudge will be avenged one day.

Song Boming was just about to find a place to hide and find a new body later, but he was sucked away by a powerful suction force.

When Song Boming came to his senses, he found that Song Qingqing was holding his hand.

"You..." Song Boming felt hopeless.

"Are you surprised? Are you delighted? You looked so scared and cautious just now, which was so interesting. I wanted to watch you for a while longer. It's a pity that you have become bolder and look so boring.

Didn't I just tell you? Don't expect things to be too good. I always insist on cutting the grass at its roots."

"No, I beg you."

Song Qingqing exerted force and Song Boming's Nascent Soul shattered and he died completely.

Song Qingqing took the storage rings from Song Boming and his wife, and then burned their bodies. Everything was gone with the wind, leaving no trace.

When the time came, Song Qingqing put the isolating spiritual weapon into space, and then turned into an inconspicuous grass on the ground.

There was no one in the place where there were originally three people.

Song Qingqing moved slowly, then found a hidden place, changed back into human form, and left the Shiwan Mountains.

The disciple in charge of the soul tablets of Wanfa Sect took a nap and squinted for a while. When he woke up, he saw that the soul tablets representing Song Boming and Tang Yaohua were broken, and he was so scared that he lost his soul.

He quickly ran to find Liu Wu, "Sect Master, Sect Master, something terrible has happened."

"Why are you panicking? Be steady, be steady."

"Master, the soul tablets of Master Song Feng and Elder Tang are broken." Maybe you will be even more excited later.

Liu Wu stood up in shock, "What? Say it again?"

"Just now, the soul tablets of Master Song and Elder Tang were broken."

Liu Wu immediately sent a message to the masters of other peaks, and then rushed to the place where Song Boming was in seclusion.

Liu Wu and his men destroyed the formation and walked into the place where Song Boming and his wife were in retreat in full readiness, but found nothing there.

Jianfeng Peak Master: "There is no trace at all. How can it be like someone was in seclusion here not long ago?"

Liu Wu looked unhappy, and he led a group of people to find Song Boming's broken soul tablet. Then he asked the three peak masters to cast a spell to activate the trace of Nascent Soul Qi in the soul tablet, hoping to use the soul tablet to view the scene before Song Boming's death.

As a result, no picture was seen, only a gray area, and the last trace of Song Boming's Nascent Soul energy was gone.

Everyone's face looked ugly.

Jianfeng Peak Master: "This situation should be isolated by a special spiritual weapon. As far as I know, only Song Boming has this spiritual weapon."

Could it be that he wanted to kill someone by a dirty trick, but was killed by someone else in the end? He was hundreds of years old, and he didn't have any idea in his mind before he took action. He didn't have absolute confidence, so how dare he use this? He must have been confused recently.

Others pretty much thought so too.