In the valley, as the formation shattered, that figure spat out a mouthful of fresh blood!
A pale and slightly mournful face was revealed, and all the spiritual energy's radiance no longer gathered towards the center but transformed into a true mist of spiritual energy and dissipated in all directions.
The thunderclouds in the sky had already begun to condense, but now they too reverted to calmness, no longer rolling and tumbling, but gradually transforming into ordinary spirit clouds and fading away one by one!
Even at this moment, one could still see half of a Nascent Soul forming within the figure, with a face full of pain on the Nascent Soul as it spewed out spiritual energy, its spirit shadow growing dimmer by the day.
The Nascent Soul was constantly forming hand seals, trying to prevent the loss of spiritual energy, even attempting to make the spiritual energy continue to swirl towards the Nascent Soul.
