章 1647: Killing

Since ancient times, all beings killed by the funeral song could not enter reincarnation. 

Their souls would be dispersed by the song, and not even the Kithara Emperor's soul-gathering song could gather the souls scattered by the funeral song. 

It was a true extinction.

The soul imprint revived once again. 

Eggy had made the right bet! 

He had awakened his soul imprint once before, and now, in the face of life and death, the soul imprint protected him again. 

Faint dragon scales began to grow on his body, and the soul imprint on his forehead resisted the kithara music. 

In the blink of an eye, he had covered the two-mile distance.

Skylar Neal, transformed into a dragon, placed his head on his brother Braydon Neal's back, enduring the pain brought by the funeral song. 

His soul seemed to burn as he roared, "You shouldn't have let Luke come up. Luke is the only good thing left in our hearts!"