Xi Ying's eyes were thick with urgency as she inadvertently glanced towards the battlefield below.

"There's no other way, it can only be like this," she decided with a resolute flash in her eyes, raising her hand and waving towards the sky.

A small black kettle flew up into the air, with its lid popping open by itself, as a beam of golden light burst forth, flying straight into Yuan Ming's forehead.

This golden light, nourished and refined by Xi Ying from a large number of residual souls, was exactly what Yuan Ming needed at the moment.

Unfortunately, this power was merely a drop in the bucket for Yuan Ming; he needed much more soul power infusion to fill the void of the Word Witch and stabilize his realm.

The purpose of Xi Ying summoning the Soul Suppressing Kettle, of course, wasn't just this paltry amount of soul power.

In the next instant, she pointed from afar, and the runes on the Soul Suppressing Kettle immediately lit up, with the silhouette of an exotic beast's head faintly emerging from the body of the kettle, abruptly opening its enormous maw.

Streams of yin wind originated from that gaping maw, emitting bursts of silent roars.

The cultivators below suddenly felt a chill up their spines, faintly sensing that their divine souls seemed to be targeted by something strange.

However, this sensation did not last long before it faded away.

But all around Chang Chun Temple, bursts of yin wind began to whip up, one by one, the yin souls of the dead — whether fearful, fierce, unwilling, or angry — all seemed called by some summons, competing to fly towards the top of Chaotian Peak.

Countless residual shadows of yin souls whistled like the wind, drawn by an invisible call, merging into the gaping maw of the monstrous beast on the Soul Suppressing Kettle.

The Soul Suppressing Kettle in mid-air shook violently as murky glows spewed from its mouth, continuously surging towards Yuan Ming's forehead, all rushing into his Sea of Consciousness, filling into the bottomless vortex.

As this motley soul power continued to pour in, Yuan Ming's face gradually twisted, and amidst his unconscious state, a carousel of emotions like joy, anger, sorrow, fear, and sadness played out on his face in rapid succession.

Finally, it settled into a bizarre expression, half-crying, half-smiling, with one side of the smiling face shedding tears and one side of the crying face squinting.

After a long while, the originally turbulent and gloomy atmosphere inside and around Chang Chun Temple cleared up, with all sorts of miserable scenes remaining, yet the sensation filled with malicious and malevolent aura had disappeared.

All of this, as if it had been a dream.

Tian Jizi and the other Nascent Soul cultivators of Chang Chun Temple were initially unsettled, but then they realized that, apart from this, no other anomalies occurred. Considering that Chang Chun Temple had been spared a great ceremony, even without their intervention, this place would no longer degenerate into a breeding ground for malevolent spirits.

At the mountain's peak, Xi Ying quietly guarded Yuan Ming.

After a good while, Yuan Ming slowly opened his eyes, with intense emotions flashing through his trembling pupils.

Xi Ying's gaze narrowed, and her heart sank suddenly.

Yuan Ming closed his eyes and after taking a deep breath, he smiled at Xi Ying and said,

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Time passed unknowably.

Once Yuan Ming gathered the Divine Soul Power scattered during the breakthrough and completely stabilized his realm, he opened his eyes.

Greeting him was Xi Ying's embrace.

"You're not hurt... that's really great." Xi Ying tightly hugged Yuan Ming's body, burying her head in his shoulder, her voice tinged with a sob.

For her, Yuan Ming's safety was always the most important.

Therefore, compared to Yuan Ming's healing from his divine soul injury, the breakthrough into the Word Witch became an insignificant addition.

When you truly like someone, you don't care about their achievements; you only care about whether they are well or not.

Yuan Ming, feeling Xi Ying's emotions, gently stroked her back and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"I worried you," he whispered softly.

Intense emotions melted into the simple words, and the two held each other silently, enjoying the warmth that belonged only to them.

However, after a moment, as Xi Ying's emotions gradually settled, she finally realized what she had just done. The surging wave of emotion quickly ebbed away, ultimately exposing her shy vulnerability.

She grabbed Yuan Ming's shoulders and abruptly straightened her arms, wriggling out of his embrace. With her face already flushed with embarrassment, she didn't even dare to look up, to let Yuan Ming see her current expression.

"How... how does it feel to break through to the Word Witch?" Xi Ying awkwardly changed the subject, her speech stumbling a bit.

Yuan Ming smiled wryly, suddenly entertaining the thought of teasing her a bit further.

However, upon further thought, considering Xi Ying's temperament, if the teasing was taken too far, it wouldn't be surprising if she used the excuse of helping him get used to his power to pick a fight with him to disguise her embarrassed rage.

It's a rare moment of warmth; better not do something to ruin the mood, he thought.

"It's very different from before, it feels like stepping into an entirely new realm," Yuan Ming continued along the lines of what Xi Ying had said.

"Yes, I have that feeling too. The cultivation of the Word Witch God seems to also require the absorption of a special power as assistance. Although I am not clear about what it is at the moment, just this aspect alone distinguishes it from the former Soul Cultivation Realm," Xi Ying admitted.

Seeing Yuan Ming not teasing her, Xi Ying also breathed a sigh of relief. As the coy emotions within her heart settled, she lifted her head once again, reverting to her usual demeanor.

"Indeed, and after the breakthrough, several of my Divine Skills have undergone qualitative changes. For example, with soul collision, I now only need to touch the enemy's body for it to work rather than having to strike at the Divine Soul. There's also this one," she said.

Yuan Ming, on the other hand, felt a bit of regret, though he didn't show it and, while speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and released two soul crows, demonstrating the enhanced Crow Cry Divine Skill after the breakthrough to Xi Ying.

Both of the soul crows he released opened their beaks in unison, neither emitting sound nor generating sound waves. However, with Yuan Ming pointing forward, a powerful sonic explosion suddenly burst forth in the void not far away.

"I can now converge the Crow Cry from multiple soul crows at a single point for a combined explosion, which is more powerful than before," Yuan Ming explained.

"That's quite impressive. What about the new Divine Skill you've obtained? Tell me about it," Xi Ying nodded and then asked.

"Life and Death Reincarnation Path. As for the type... it should be considered an offensive tactic, I suppose. It's a bit like a combination of my previous abilities," Yuan Ming stroked his chin and said ambiguously.

"What do you mean?" Xi Ying grew more curious.

"Specifically, this new Divine Skill can create an independent space, trapping the enemy's Divine Soul inside, subjecting it to attacks from abilities such as Crow Cry, Soul Search, Emotion Manipulation, Nightmare, and so on, until the Divine Soul collapses into pure Soul Power and complete memories, which I can utilize at will," Yuan Ming detailed.

"Can you demonstrate it for me?" Xi Ying was interested and took out a soul from the Soul Suppressing Kettle and handed it to Yuan Ming.

"Besides me, nobody else can see what happens inside the space; there's nothing much to see," Yuan Ming said, yet he still took the soul and demonstrated for Xi Ying.

He threw the soul out with a flick of his hand, and a flash of dark light in his eyes created a black vortex out of thin air above the soul's head, which immediately sucked the soul in. The full series is hosted on *, known as *.

Then, to let Xi Ying see clearly what happened inside the space of the Divine Skill, he specifically used an Illusion Technique to project the scene for her.

In a pitch-black space, the soul thrown by Yuan Ming stood all alone, still confused by what was happening. It suddenly found itself assaulted from all directions by countless sound waves bombarding it.

After a barrage of sound waves, a large, murky hand appeared above the soul, forcibly extracting memories from it. It reconstructed parts of those memories with Illusions and subjected the soul to them.

The soul was forced to relive the most unforgettable experiences of its life over again, its emotions fluctuating violently, slowly collapsing from within.

The soul summoned by Xi Ying was not of a high class, so before it fully experienced all of Yuan Ming's Divine Skills, it completely dissipated within the black space, turning into the purest Soul Power and merging into Yuan Ming's Sea of Consciousness.

At the same time, a small, blue crystal the size of a pinky finger appeared in Yuan Ming's hand, which contained the life memories of that soul.

"This ability, when used, will consume additional Soul Power depending on the target and occupy soul crows. If the Soul Power runs out, the ability will also end by itself. With my current reserves of Soul Power, if I were to face the Wuyue God, I probably couldn't kill him in one strike. As for the lethality, it's actually not as good as your Divine Skills," Yuan Ming shook his head, seemingly not satisfied.

"Be content. My Word Witch Divine Skill is specifically geared towards attack and also has a restraining effect on the soul and evil entities. Besides, you've just broken through. With more familiarity with your abilities, the role they can play and the range of their application will be much greater than my Divine Skills," Xi Ying rolled her eyes.

Yuan Ming gave a slight smile, not denying it.

"By the way, about the Storage Ring of the Wuyue God, I feared he might have left some tricks behind, so I haven't checked it yet. Now that you've also made a breakthrough, we can join forces, and we won't have to worry about him causing any more trouble. Shall we take a look now?" Xi Ying said as she took out the Storage Ring surrounded by Soul Power and the faceless stone statue.

Yuan Ming naturally had no objections.

The two immediately utilized Divine Soul Transformation, sealing the space around them to prevent any bit of power from escaping before they undid the Soul Power seal on the Storage Ring.

However, their worries seemed to be unnecessary as the Wuyue God had clearly not anticipated his defeat and didn't leave any contingencies in the Storage Ring.

Or rather, there was hardly anything of significance inside the Storage Ring Xi Ying had captured.

A few top-grade spiritual stones, a large lump of mud-like spiritual materials, and six Soul Cultivation Methods - that was everything.

"That's all the Wuyue God had?" Yuan Ming was somewhat surprised.

"Why would he carry resources with him when the Wu Yue Sect would collect what he wanted?" Xi Ying realized.

"In other words, whatever he carried on him must have been extremely important. Let's not talk about the spiritual stones and the Cultivation Methods for now, but what is this spiritual material?" Yuan Ming asked curiously.

The mud-like spiritual material was dark red and very sticky; no matter how much Yuan Ming and Xi Ying pulled, they could not tear it apart.

On the outside, the material looked plain with no aura of light, but the moment they touched it, they could immediately sense the surging Spiritual Power within. Clearly, it was of a high grade.

Despite studying it for a while, Yuan Ming and Xi Ying couldn't determine its exact origin and had to put it aside, planning to investigate it later.