Yann Nanshuang!
No!
It should be Mola.
With a flick of her finger, the Invisible Sword Qi hidden within the Six Paths Demon Monarch's body instantly erupted.
The already heavily wounded Nascent Soul immediately shattered.
Greed filled Mola's eyes as she lunged forward, only to see a beam of bloody light suddenly shoot up from the Six Paths Demon Monarch's corpse and vanish in an instant.
"Hm?"
Her movements froze, and Mola's expression turned grim.
"It's a wisp of a remnant thought," Daoist Qingyuan said, seeing the situation.
"It's no matter!"
"Such a remnant thought can't linger. It will dissipate in no time, so there's no need to worry about it."
Let alone a remnant thought, even if a remnant soul had escaped, recovering its former Cultivation would be nigh impossible.
A remnant thought is just that—a thought. It's of no use.
Despite this, Mola's expression didn't improve. Her eyes shifted darkly as she cupped her fists at the others.
