Yuan Ya's body went limp and fell to the ground, only to be caught by Ji Xuan.
When Zhou Qing sensed that Yuan Ya still had a faint breath, his cold eyes instantly lit up.
Ji Xuan said, "When you destroyed my physical body, I wished I could tear all those familiar with you into pieces to ease my hatred, but my senior sister Yun Jing reminded me of something."
She slightly turned her head, her gaze sweeping over the Supreme Elders of the Taiqing Sect; they were all from the same era and were acquaintances.
"At our current age, we won't live much longer, and our bodies are just temporary shells, so I left a bit of caution and did not fully possess her."
"After all, she is someone you, Zhou Qing, are familiar with. At a crucial moment, she might produce unexpected results."
Zhou Qing looked at the body of his senior sister Yuan Ya and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
