"No?" Xiao Yang was stunned. "Are you really sure?"

The cold smoke still shook its head with certainty, "I'm sure... No..."

Xiao Yang looked into her eyes and found that her eyes were calm and not lying.

But if her words are true, who took her sister away?

Xiao Yangchao looked at the cold smoke and handed the soul bead over.

"Here's your stuff. Give it back to you. However, your spiritualism can no longer be retained, it must be abolished now."

The cold smoke slowly took the glittering soul beads from Xiao Yang's hands and stared at them for a few seconds. Then, the bloody corners of the mouth...