The crazy uncle-master went on a killing spree, and the whole sect was burned to death!

Chapter 812 Soul Restriction
The woman's resolve wavered once again.

Having lived to this age, no one is a fool.

But she never thought of her benefactor that way.

Now, after listening to Song Wanning's analysis, she didn't even know how to refute it.

"Think about it carefully. Once they successfully kill me, those people will definitely follow the clues and find you!"

"So, will he allow you to expose him?"

"No, he will only kill to silence them and eliminate this threat completely."

"So, from the very beginning, you were a victim."

As soon as Song Wanning finished speaking, the woman spat out another mouthful of black blood, and her spirits became much weaker.

A look of embarrassment and disbelief flashed across her face.

"Impossible... My benefactor said he would protect me, I believe him!"

The woman looked flustered and said it was impossible, but in her heart she had already wavered.

Song Wanning narrowed her eyes slightly, knowing that her words had worked.

He continued to persuade her, "Now, we can give you a chance. As long as you reveal who is behind this, you will be the hero who finds the intruder."

"At least you can continue to live."

"But if you aid and abet evil, you will be an accomplice of the invaders, and even the Heavenly Dao of this land will not tolerate you."

Song Wanning's face was cold as she looked down at the woman who only had half a body left, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"This is your only chance!"

"The choice is yours!"

After saying that, she stopped talking and stood aside with her arms crossed, waiting.

Immortal Venerable Moyang remained silent, but his aura enveloped the woman, watching her every move.

But the woman did not resist, perhaps knowing that resistance would be futile; she was now caught in a struggle.

She was torn between two conflicting thoughts, neither able to gain the upper hand.

Time passed second by second, and the woman's heart gradually grew cold.

Because so much time has passed, and no one has come to help, including the companion who lured away Immortal Venerable Moyang, who hasn't returned.

She seemed to realize that her benefactor had truly given up on her.

The choice of companions is the choice of benefactors.

But she still couldn't understand why her benefactor would treat her this way.

Their relationship was clearly different from that of ordinary people.

Song Wanning seemed to sense the woman's confusion and explained in a cold voice:
"The reason is simple: your benefactor is an intruder in the wood-plastic composite industry."

"The natives of our world are his enemies, his obstacles."

Do you think he'll keep you?

With each word Song Wanning uttered, a woman's heart grew colder.

"Everyone is willing to sacrifice themselves to achieve his grand ambitions."

As the last words fell, the woman closed her eyes in despair.

She understood everything.

No wonder his benefactor didn't dare to kill Song Wanning himself, but had to go through her...

She's so stupid.

Now, faced with life and death, a feeling of betrayal and hatred arose in her heart.

She never betrayed her benefactor from beginning to end.

If her benefactor truly intends to sacrifice her, she should simply say so.

She was given her life by her benefactor, and she was willing to repay him.

But she shouldn't have done that, she shouldn't have deceived and used her like that.

It made her a laughing stock.

The woman's mind raced with conflicting thoughts, but when she opened her eyes again, they were filled with a resolute determination.

She looked at Song Wanning and Immortal Venerable Moyang, and opened her mouth. "Our benefactor is..."

The words had barely left her lips when suddenly everything went black before her eyes, the phlegm stuck in her throat.

Song Wanning and Immortal Venerable Moyang were shocked and immediately squatted down, only to find that the woman's soul had been destroyed.

It was silently extinguished right in front of the two of them.

The woman's eyes were still wide open; she never imagined, even in death, that her benefactor had already placed a restriction on her consciousness.

The mere mention of his name would instantly annihilate anyone, leaving them with no chance of survival.

Even the woman's body hadn't completely lost its vitality...

Song Wanning's expression was complicated. She muttered a curse under her breath, her face showing anger.

"That guy has some ruthless methods! He actually managed to silently plant a restriction in the sea of ​​consciousness of a quasi-saint!!"

That person is really quite capable.

Mo Yang Immortal Venerable's expression also turned somewhat ugly. The woman clearly did not know about this matter, otherwise she would not have said it directly just now.

The sudden death of a quasi-saint left both of them reeling.

After a long while, Song Wanning finally let out a deep sigh.

"I should have realized that since that person pushed her out to her death, he definitely wouldn't let her go back alive."

All her efforts were in vain, and she still got nowhere.

"The key to our breakthrough lies in our benefactor."

"We must find out who has been kind to her!"

After saying that, she sent the woman's portrait to the sect leader and asked him to find someone to identify her.

Not long after, the sect leader sent a message back, saying that this person was Feng Wushuang, a quasi-saint elder of the Bodhi Sect.

"Bodhi Sect?"

Song Wanning was very familiar with this name.

The secret realm I accidentally entered was under the jurisdiction of the Bodhi Sect.

The elder who died was also from the Bodhi Sect. What a coincidence!

It seems I absolutely have to go to the Bodhi Sect this time.

"Immortal Venerable Moyang, let's go to the Bodhi Sect and see if we can find anything unexpected."

"Ok!"

Immortal Venerable Moyang nodded and put away Feng Wushuang's corpse.

Their main purpose in visiting the Bodhi Sect was to learn about Feng Wushuang's life and her possible benefactors.

As for the Primordial Ancestor of the Bodhi Sect, the two of them actually felt that the possibility was extremely small.

After all, once Feng Wushuang's identity is exposed, the first person everyone thinks of is that Hunyuan Ancestor, so there's no need for him to invite trouble upon himself.

Therefore, the possibility of him being the founder of the Bodhi School is very small, but it cannot be completely ruled out. It would be best to go and see for yourself.

The two quickly headed towards the Bodhi Sect.

"Immortal Venerable Moyang, did that person escape?"

On the flying magical artifact, Song Wanning suddenly asked.

The cultivator who had tried to lure the tiger away from the mountain never showed up again.

“He kept me hanging, trying to make me chase after him. I could have caught up with him, but I was worried about your safety, so I gave up.”

Immortal Venerable Moyang replied with a stern face.

Everything else had to take a backseat to Song Wanning's life.

Therefore, he chose to retreat without the slightest hesitation.

As for that person, he will catch him one day!
"That person must have a casual relationship with Feng Wushuang, otherwise he would have come back to save her no matter what."

With two experts facing off against Immortal Venerable Moyang alone, the odds of victory are much higher.

Unfortunately, that person didn't care about Feng Wushuang's life at all, which is why he was able to win so easily.

Immortal Venerable Moyang nodded. "Yes, you're right. It seems that person only had one task: to lure me. Seeing that I was retreating, he didn't follow."

(End of this chapter)