Ning Yunyu said with a smile.
Shen Ye sighed, somewhat depressed, and said:
"If the souls of people killed by destructive powers are also destroyed, doesn't that make my skill useless?"
"Don't worry," Ning Yunyu explained, "The souls that are destroyed are in a 'dispersed fragments' state, equivalent to becoming numerous 'soul fragments.'
"Fragments?"
"Yes, soul fragments, like breaking a person into countless 'parts' that can be used however you wish."
"Who can use such 'parts'?"
"The Destructive Main God."
"Understood."
Shen Ye smiled, picked a dish for her with his chopsticks, and sighed, "Looks like my skill is indeed useless, since I can't become a Main God."
"That's true — from now on, you should be cautious. There's no need to develop soul-related powers because all souls belong to the will of Destruction," Ning Yunyu said.
As she spoke, she exuded an innate aura that commanded respect.
Perhaps aware of her own transformation—
