章節 2227: Samsara?

In front of the lone grave, the youth in white clothing sat on the ground. He leaned against a large tree. Holding a wine gourd in his hand, he drank the wine inside.

His expression appeared somewhat lonely.

Inside the pale-white flames, a wisp of remnant soul shouted himself hoarse, appearing extremely terrified.

"Ye Yuan, I was wrong! I beg you, don't kill me! As long as you spare my life, I will work like a horse for you in the future …"

"Noisy!" Ye Yuan's snapped his fingers. The power of the flames soared once more.

Jiu Shang screamed miserably without ceasing, his fiend soul becoming even weaker.

This lone grave was erected for Ji Zhengyang by Ye Yuan back then, on the former site of the Medicine King Hall.