"Boom!"
Another loud crash echoed behind him. Tie Dan turned his head and saw that Ziyun Taoist had fallen from the sky, landing hard. He shattered like a blood-soaked mess, with all his bones broken, looking like a smashed watermelon.
Then, from the crushed flesh, a purple little figure like the size of a cicada climbed out from the broken skull, turned its head to see the ruins of Dongzhen Taoist Palace buried underground, and then looked at Tie Dan in front of the pit. It silently roared in anger and flew towards him.
Tie Dan was about to draw his sword when a golden light fell from the sky, transforming into a small sword that pinned the little figure to the ground like a mouse caught in a trap, screeching and struggling endlessly.
Curious, Tie Dan took a closer look and found that the purple little figure was actually a jade-like doll, resembling a baby, bearing quite a resemblance to Ziyun Taoist on the ground. Could it be...
...a Nascent Soul?
