Death is never the end.
Even for Cultivators, the destruction of the physical body hardly counts as death.
With a pointing gesture, Qin Heng covered Mo Cheng's ashes in a pale blue glow. Then, curving his fingers as if grabbing something, he violently pulled upward.
WHOOSH!
Mo Cheng's ashes suddenly dispersed, the pale blue light rising before condensing into shape. Moments later, it took on Mo Cheng's appearance.
However, this Mo Cheng had no feet. His lower half was like vapor, and his upper body was a translucent pale blue, floating in midair.
This was Mo Cheng's soul!
Qin Heng had employed the Soul Detention technique to directly imprison Mo Cheng's soul!
Mo Cheng's consciousness gradually returned. What is this? What's happened to me? Am I still alive?? He was unaware that he had become what was commonly known as a Ghost and was utterly confused.
He suddenly turned his head and saw Qin Heng standing to the side.
