He Qing's hand loosened, and Wei Ting, who was supported in her palm, immediately fell to the ground.
"Ah!"
Falling hard onto the rigid floor, Wei Ting, after all, was flesh and blood, and couldn't help but let out a short scream of surprise.
However, He Qing had no time to pay attention to her.
With one glance, she immediately understood that everything Chen Yingniang had just said was a lie.
Indeed, she had taken possession of Wei Ting's body, and the two had reached a certain tacit understanding. But Chen Yingniang had not actually devoured her soul; she merely resided in this body, using the power of Wei Ting's frequently burned Divine Soul to gradually strengthen herself.
However, Wei Ting had overextended for years, and her soul power was already in dire straits. He Qing had been careless for a moment, and now someone had escaped right under her nose. She had reasons for her distress, right?!!
