In Lin Bei's hand, the power of the origin of Mo Yun's soul was getting weaker and weaker, as if it was about to dissipate.
"Hey, what's wrong with you!" Lin Bei felt the rapidly dissipating soul power and exclaimed.
He, Lin Bei, cherished talent very much. How could he let the origin of the guy's soul dissipate in his hands?
Moreover, he had yet to obtain the Dao rune of this Fear Incarnation. If the guy died just like that, the losses would be huge.
Therefore, Lin Bei immediately used the power of the Soul Dao rune to fill up Mo Yun's soul origin power again. He quickly followed his memories and created a new body according to Mo Yun's original appearance.
"I regret it. Don't die yet." Lin Bei injected the soul origin of Mo Yun into his new body.
Mo Yun, who had been reborn, was shocked.
"Well…"
"You don't have to thank me too much." Lin Bei narrowed his eyes and gave Mo Yun a fake smile.