My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

When these words were spoken, except for Zhong Qing and Wolong Fengchu, everyone else was shocked.

Dongfang Huaiyi said in a deep voice, "During the deification ceremony, the power and will of the Lingmu Lord descended upon Huan'er's body. However, they failed to merge successfully, and that power shattered Huan'er's soul."

"But this power and will, to the Exalted God, is not even a drop in the ocean; it is just a drop of water in the endless ocean."

"It wasn't even the Lord's intention. He was simply summoned during the Spirit Temple ceremony."

"Only after successfully merging and becoming the Spiritual Bathing Goddess will one be qualified to truly attract the attention of the Lord God himself."

"Therefore, the Venerable God didn't even think about nor need to take back this insignificant trace of power and will, and it still remained in Huan'er's body."

"As long as the will of the Lord God remains, Huan'er's soul cannot be repaired."

"Although the power of us True Immortals is immense, it is still powerless in the face of the power of the Supreme God."

"If you want to get rid of it, there are only two ways."

"One is to win by sheer quantity. Although the power and will of the Exalted God are strong, they are only a tiny fraction. With the power of the True Immortal Academy's rules, they can be continuously attacked and worn away, and eventually they can be destroyed."

"The other option is to ask the God to take action and take back this trace of power and will."

Dongfang Huaiyi sighed softly.

"Needless to say, these two methods are actually not solutions."

"Although the former is feasible, under such a huge force, Huan'er's soul will not be able to withstand it and will be completely annihilated first."

"Let alone the latter, even I, the leader of Minghai Sect, don't have the qualifications to alarm the Venerable God."

“So I really can’t think of any other solution.”

As he said this, he looked at Zhong Qing.

"If you truly have a way to cure my daughter, I, Dongfang Huaiyi, will not hesitate to die and go through fire and water."

"But if there's no other way, don't lie to me. Let Huan'er and I die together. This is better than continuing to suffer..."

But he hadn't finished speaking yet.

Zhong Qing opened his mouth and yawned loudly.

"So are you done?"

A vein popped up on Dongfang Huaiyi's forehead, and anger surged in his heart.

So you weren't listening to what I said just now?

Then why are you talking about saving my daughter?

You're obviously kidding me!

At this time, Dongfang Huaiyi was not afraid of death, and of course he was not afraid of anything. He was about to scold Zhong Qing.

Just listen to Zhong Qing say casually.

"I didn't listen carefully to what you just said, but since you said your daughter's spirit is still there, then it's okay."

Dongfang Huaiyi was stunned when he heard this.

"Didn't you hear me? The soul isn't the point. The point is the Divine..."

Before he could finish his words, Zhong Qing walked up directly and reached out to touch the Golden Sky Crystal.

"How do you turn this thing on? It doesn't seem to have an on/off switch."

The next moment, before Dongfang Huaiyi could answer, Zhong Qing raised his finger and flicked it.

With a loud crash, the ten-foot-tall golden crystal shattered into countless pieces in an instant.

The figure inside also slid down and was caught by Zhong Qing.

"stop!"

Dongfang Huaiyi was shocked when he saw this and screamed.

The reason why Dongfang Huan's soul has been preserved for so many years is all thanks to the Golden Sky Crystal that solidified her time.

This golden sky crystal is also an extremely precious treasure. Dongfang Huaiyi spent a lot of effort to find such a piece.

Now Zhong Qing doesn't even have a reliable way to treat the patient, yet he rashly shatters the Tianjing.

If it fails, Dongfang Huan will be completely doomed.

He rushed forward and grabbed Zhong Qing's shoulder, trying to stop him.

But there was someone faster than him.

His hand stopped before it touched Zhong Qing's shoulder.

A slender, powerful hand as pure as white jade grasped his wrist, preventing him from moving.

Dongfang Huaiyi turned his head and saw the stunning beauty standing with the real dragon, grabbing his wrist and shaking her head gently at him.

Although he never showed any aura, there was a hint of aura and oppression emanating from him.