The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

The wind blew her silver hair.

She glanced down at the faint light she held in her hands, and a rare gentle smile touched her lips.

Only those people and a battered tower remained on the platform.

Chen Guan noticed that the spot that was originally on his fingernail began to move, until it slowly moved to his palm, and then remained still.

Guan Jinyue did not leave.

Everyone saw the ball of light she was holding in her hands.

"Xiao Heng, your older sister is here."

There was still no response.

Guan Jinyue's fingers tightened slightly, and her silver hair slipped down her shoulders, obscuring half of her face.

Su Yuehe noticed something was wrong. She took two steps forward, her senses spreading out, and gently touched the edge of that soul.

Guan Jinyue did not stop him.

"What's wrong?" Hongyuan asked, noticing her changed expression.

Su Yuehe did not rush to answer. She sensed for a few more seconds, then withdrew her spiritual power and turned to look at Guan Jinyue.

"Miss Guan, her soul essence... is severely damaged."

Guan Jinyue finally raised his head and stared at Su Yuehe.

"What do you mean?"

Su Yuehe carefully considered her words: "She was used as the core of the formation for three whole years, and her soul was constantly sealed and worn down. This part that has been peeled away now..."

"Only an empty shell remains."

Hong Yuan didn't understand and frowned: "Shell?"

"She has no consciousness. Although the essence of her soul is still there, her consciousness has been almost completely worn away. She can no longer perceive anything in the outside world."

Guan Jinyue looked down at the shimmering light in his palm that remained motionless and unresponsive, and closed his fingers one by one, protecting it deep within his palm.

"Can it be cured?"

She asked Su Yuehe, using the exact same tone as when she threatened everyone earlier.

Su Yuehe bit her lip.

"My ability can only stabilize the soul to prevent it from dissipating further. To repair the origin and restore consciousness, what is needed is far beyond my comprehension."

Yin Chen stood to the side for a while before finally speaking.

"Grandpa, do you have any ideas about this at home?"

Yin Tianzheng was still kneeling on the broken metal plate, and remained silent for a long time after hearing this.

"The restoration of the soul's essence cannot be solved by magic."

"It requires a medium that is of the same origin as her soul, or some rare and precious material that can reshape consciousness."

He paused for a moment.

"We don't have such a thing in our Yin family's treasury."

Guan Jinyue's eyelids drooped slightly.

She waited for three years, killed countless people, tore open the sky above Shanghai, and forced others to sit at the negotiating table, all to bring her sister back.

I brought it back.

The person is in our hands.

Alive, whole, with a soul that has not crumbled.

But she couldn't wake her up.

Chen Guan stood five steps away, looking at Guan Jinyue's profile, saying nothing and remaining silent.

Guan Jinyue believed that they were in the same boat, and that was indeed true; they were both caring for people who couldn't wake up.

In my mind, several comments flashed by.

Soul restoration is something that can be done by the handful of people in this world.

[Would the fragment of divine essence on Coffin Bro's body be considered a homologous medium? After all, it belongs to a demon god.]

[The person upstairs is overthinking it. Divine fragments and human souls are not even in the same system. Forcing their use will only shatter the soul, otherwise Baal would have intervened.]

The comments section still didn't offer any reliable solutions.

There might be solutions in the system's online store, but Chen Guan himself is currently in debt and has the will but not the means.

Guan Jinyue clasped his hands together and took out a fist-sized transparent container from his storage ring. The material was not visible, but silver patterns flowed across its surface.

She carefully placed the wisp of soul inside, covered the container, and held it in her hands, letting it hang down in front of her.

"Yin Tianzheng".

The old man raised his head.

"I'll bring Xiaoheng back next time to collect the debt."

Guan Jinyue looked at him, then turned around and prepared to leave.

Then, everyone heard a voice.

thump.

It was a dull, heavy thud, coming from beneath my feet. Something had struck something deep inside the tower.

It's like... a heartbeat.

Guan Jinyue stopped in her tracks.

Long Ao lowered his head, his ears touching the ground.

What was that sound?

Hongyuan also felt it; the vibrations coming from the soles of her feet were even and powerful.

"It's not the tower that's shaking." She crouched down and touched the metal plate under her feet.

"There's something moving down there."

Yin Tianzheng's expression changed at that moment.

He tried to stand up, but his arms gave way and he fell back to his knees, a mouthful of blood gushing from his throat and spraying onto the shattered metal plate.

"Grandpa!" Yin Chen rushed over and reached out to support Yin Tianzheng's shoulder.

Yin Tianzheng pushed his hand away, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and stared at the golden runes that had lit up again at his feet.

The runes were flashing, sometimes bright, sometimes dim, jumping in sync with the rhythm below.

It lights up with each jump, then goes out with each jump.

It perfectly matches the frequency of my heartbeat.

"The seal... can't hold it in anymore," Yin Tianzheng's voice was filled with panic that was beyond his years.

An Changqing instantly drew half of the sword, starlight swirling on the blade.

"What do you mean by 'can't be suppressed'?"

Yin Tianzheng did not answer him, but turned his gaze to Chen Guan.

"Kid."

Chen Guan looked at him upon hearing the sound, awaiting his next words.

"When your divine fragment connected with your remains just now, it didn't just attract its attention."

"It has been hungry for so long, and your fragments of divinity are what it wants to eat most."

"During those few seconds of contact, it absorbed some of the energy leaking from the debris."

"That one bite may be small, but it's enough for something that's in a dormant state."

"What can you do with that?" Long Ao asked.

Yin Tianzheng didn't look at him, and uttered two words.

"wake up."

thump.

The second heartbeat was louder and heavier than the first. The entire Oriental Pearl Tower visibly swayed with this impact, the metal plates beneath its feet emitted a sharp scraping sound, several new cracks extended outward from the center of the plates, and fragments bounced up and fell back down, making a clanging sound.

He didn't have time to watch any further.

"Guan Jinyue, use spatial teleportation to take everyone away." An Changqing made a quick judgment, drawing his sword and pointing it at the ground.

Even at this moment, he was still willing to believe in Guan Jinyue, a person who had always been considered an enemy.

Guan Jinyue held the soul container in his left hand and raised his right hand, drawing an arc in the air.

The silver light gathered at my fingertips for a moment, then shattered.

Her hand froze in mid-air; she tried a second time.

The light gathers, then shatters.

the third time.

broken.

She lowered her hand and turned to look at An Changqing.

"The spatial structure has been disrupted, and teleportation cannot be activated."

Hongyuan's face turned green: "What do you mean? We can't go down?"

"Elevator." Long Ao turned around and ran two steps toward the elevator. The metal car door was still open, but the lights inside were off, and the numbers on the button panel had all turned into gibberish, flashing in strings.

He tapped the panel twice, but there was no response. He then kicked it, but still no response.