As she spoke, under Leng Hua's stunned gaze, she swept her hand and erased the soul contract from the Primordial Treasure Umbrella.
At the very moment she erased the soul contract from the Primordial Treasure Umbrella, somewhere within the celestial realms, a figure suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. With a grim, murderous glint in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and growled, "Feng Jiu!"
Upon the sea surface, Leng Hua stared at the Primordial Treasure Umbrella in his hand. It no longer seemed intent on flying away amidst the tremors but had settled steadily in his grasp. Startled, he snapped back to his senses and exclaimed, "Leng Hua thanks Master!"
He swiftly dripped blood to claim the artifact as his own. After that, he felt a new layer of affinity and familiarity with the Primordial Treasure Umbrella.
Only then did Feng Jiu turn to the others, speaking to them deliberately, one word at a time: "I, Feng Jiu, have returned!"
