"Why isn't it important?" Nuba couldn't get close to Yinglong because he only had that remnant soul left. Her killing intent was so strong that if she got close to him, Yinglong's soul would disappear.
Although she carefully nourished Yinglong's remnant soul with her remaining divine power everyday, it could not prevent the soul fragment from weakening day by day.
"We are now in such a situation, and it's all thanks to those despicable people, such as Fengbo, Yushi, and the others. Hehe, the change in ancient times caused the fall of the gods, but they were able to be reborn with borrowed bodies. The Way of Heaven is really blind." Nuba sneered.
"It's all fated." Yinglong closed his eyes and murmured, "In fact, even if it wasn't them, we would have died in that accident. Thousands of years later, we were able to reunite in this way, which is already a gift from heaven to us."