The entire godslaying process flowed as smoothly as clouds and water, finishing in a short time. By the time several Upper Gods of the Rebel Army came to their senses, their blade-wielding companion had already become a headless corpse, while Fan Lang held his severed head in his hand.
The Rebel Army gods cried out in alarm, never having expected such a turn of events.
But it was not over yet.
Fan Lang raised his nose and took a deep breath, forcibly drawing out the dead man's soul. The intact soul split into three ethereal souls and seven corporeal spirits, which he inhaled through his nostrils and fed into the Six Paths Golden Wheel circulating within his body.
The Six Paths Golden Wheel spun with a whir, grinding and refining the absorbed soul fragments into pure soul energy before returning it to Fan Lang.
This energy was an exceptional tonic that could strengthen one's soul after being absorbed.
As for the absorbed soul, its fate was naturally soul shattering and spirit scattering, vanishing completely.
Fan Lang acted as he pleased. Whether he spared an enemy's soul depended entirely on his mood, and this time, he was not in a particularly good mood.
"Damn it, he even absorbed Water Severing Stream's soul! This man is powerful and cannot be underestimated. Fortunately, he is arrogant enough to come alone. Let us attack together and kill him swiftly before his reinforcements arrive!" a Female Martial God of the Rebel Army shouted.
That Three-legged Golden Crow manifestation had been summoned by this Female Martial God. She wore crimson battle armor and radiated blistering heat, while flames blazed fiercely in her eyes. A single glance from her could burn and refine all things.
At the Golden Crow Female Martial God's command, several Martial Gods attacked