As the human skin of Qingping Taoist completely deteriorated, an insect soul emerged from the skin, then chased Yun Ziyi’s soul, continuously gnawing.

In no time, Yun Ziyi’s soul was gnawed full of gaping wounds... and then... it vanished entirely, but how could he truly die? This is the "Returning Ruins," a space of neither death nor life.

Under the blazing fierce sun in the sky, Returning Ruins fell into silence, and Qingping Taoist’s insect soul also turned into dust within Heaven and Earth.

However, when the fierce sun in the sky extinguished, the insect soul came back to life, and Yun Ziyi too came back to life.

The insect soul began chasing Yun Ziyi, gnawing once more.

After just a few cycles, Yun Ziyi already felt the terror of the "Eternal Hell."

This gnawing did not only exist in the present; it continued to occur after every "Returning Ruins" cycle.

The thought of being eternally subjected to ruthless gnawing birthed an extremely intense despair within him.

Yun Ziyi shouted loudly towards Zhou Xuan: "Mr. Zhou, either take me away or directly kill me, and I will tell you which Heavenly God-grade slaughtered Hidden Dragon Mountain."

"Take me away, please, take me away."

"I bet you don’t know who that Heavenly God-grade is."

"I know, I know, it’s the Dream Realm Heavenly God, it’s the Dream Realm Heavenly God, who killed all the disciples of Hidden Dragon Mountain." Yun Ziyi shouted desperately, wildly.

Zhou Xuan sneered and said: "If you haven’t seen that Heavenly God-grade, don’t blame the dead."

The Dream Realm Heavenly God had already been forcibly scattered by the Witch God, his consciousness had vanished from this Heaven and Earth altogether, leaving only the powerful Heavenly God aura, scattered throughout Jing Country.

"It’s Mother Earth, it’s Mother Earth, no... no... the God of Suffering and Calamity... yes, it’s the God of Suffering."

Yun Ziyi had become a mad dog, blaming one Heavenly God and then another.

Zhou Xuan didn’t have time to accompany him in this naming spree, so he turned his head and asked Danwa: "Danzi, are these dual souls really unable to leave the Returning Ruins world?"

"Naturally, Returning Ruins devours everything; not to mention the two of them, even if a Heavenly God-grade went into the depths of Returning Ruins, they wouldn’t be able to leave either."

"This is a space representing destruction. Therefore, within this Returning Ruins, there are only banished dead souls, never true living beings."

After Danzi finished his brief explanation, Zhou Xuan relaxed his guard and said to Yun Ziliang: "Lao Yun, I said I would slay that Heavenly God-grade, and I will certainly assist you in slaying, and it won’t take long before we take his head."

"Xuanzi, I naturally believe in your words, but how will you take it?"

"Don’t you remember a few days ago, when we talked with the Witch God?"

Zhou Xuan helped Yun Ziliang recall: "The Witch God’s strength is far from the peak, and various Heavenly God-grades of Jing Country are beginning to emerge; he cannot hold the situation. So, I devised a scheme for him, to swiftly use thunderous power to slay a Heavenly God,

making all Gods and Heavenly God-grades of Jing Country believe—the Witch God is still the Witch God."

"You want to use this plan on the Heavenly God who slaughtered our Dragon Seeking Sensing Sect?"

Li Changxun finally understood why Zhou Xuan had such confidence when he spoke of "slaying Heavenly God" earlier.

He couldn’t help but raise a thumb, and said: "Mr., you are truly the most resourceful person I have encountered."

Upon hearing this, Yun Ziliang became so excited his eyes turned red, and he stammered incoherently: "Xuanzi, if this great hatred is avenged, the whole Dragon Seeking Lineage will be at your service, I, Lao Yun, will serve you tirelessly..."

"Nonsense." Zhou Xuan waved his hand, and said: "Lao Yun, back in my early days, we became friends, and in the days to come, without your guidance, I wouldn’t be the Zhou Xuan of today... even if I could become... I think, I might be far lonelier,

Your matters are mine, I’ll handle your vendetta."

Yun Ziliang’s heart warmed greatly, but Zhao Wuya asked,

"Brother Xuan, something seems off, you’re looking for the Witch God to kill that damned Heavenly God, which is certainly reliable, but—right now, we don’t know which Heavenly God slaughtered Hidden Dragon Mountain,

We want to shoot arrows but don’t have a target."

"Ya Zi, rest assured, the Heavenly God who committed the massacre will soon be revealed himself."

Zhou Xuan pointed at Yun Ziyi’s remnants of soul and said: "At least we know, at the moment of Yun Ziyi’s fate exchange, he had the opportunity to see the symbol of that Heavenly God."

"But he didn’t see it," Zhao Wuya said.

Zhou Xuan looked at Zhao Wuya, tapped his temple, and said: "Ya Zi, use your brain, Yun Ziyi hasn’t seen the Heavenly God, but the Heavenly God doesn’t know Yun Ziyi hasn’t seen him."

"Oh..."

"Let’s go, take Yun Ziyi’s corpse back to Jingyi Shop." Zhou Xuan pointed to the large maggot insect corpse and indicated Zhao Wuya to carry it.

Though Zhao Wuya obediently picked up the disgusting giant maggot, he still muttered under his breath: "Brother Xuan, this maggot is already stiff from being dead, what’s the use in carrying it back? Do you want to feed people in your Secret Realm?"

"Just carry it, sometimes corpses are more useful than the living."

After hearing this, Zhao Wuya didn’t argue any longer, gripping Yun Ziyi’s insect corpse sturdily, waiting for the return.

Just then, Yun Ziliang paused, and said: "Xuanzi, you all go ahead, I’ll stay here to comprehend."