Green light flashed, and the nearby spiritual energy began to warp, gathering together. A huge azure hand took shape out of thin air, conjuring a sheet of light and shadow as it reached toward that wisp of yellow radiance.
"Senior, show mercy!"
From within the yellow radiance came the terrified voice of the young scholar. Lin Xuan's expression, however, was cold as ice. The huge azure hand exerted the slightest force and had already seized that wisp of yellow light in its grasp.
He drew in a breath, and the Azure Phantom Nether Fire flew back as well.
In the snap of a finger, the spent bolt had turned to ash and vanished. Lin Xuan's expression was utterly satisfied.
Even a Nascent Soul Realm old monster was only so much.
After taking the two men's Storage Bags into his own pouch, Lin Xuan looked again at the great hand condensed from spiritual energy.
His expression turned somewhat grave.
In the palm of that great hand, the yellow radiance trembled nonstop, but unfortunately, it could not break free of its confinement. Lin Xuan could sense its terror and venomous hatred.
This was somewhat strange. As everyone knew, only Nascent Soul Realm old monsters could have their Primordial Spirit leave their bodies. Ordinary cultivators, even once they reached the Core Condensation Realm, absolutely did not possess such an ability.
Once the soul left the flesh, in less than an hour, it would turn into nothingness, disappearing from this world without a trace.
But this wisp of yellow radiance was clearly the other party's soul, yet after so long, it had not weakened in the slightest.
Could it be that this fellow had actually cultivated some divine ability that strengthened soul power?
Lin Xuan began guessing in his mind.
But right now, he