These resentful souls had long since lost their minds, leaving behind only their bloodthirsty instincts. The surging vitality and blood energy on Ye Xiwen's body made them pounce madly, like cats that had caught the scent of fish.
Waves of blood-red light rippled from Ye Xiwen's body. These resentful souls could not come near him at all and were immediately swept away by the Heavenly Origin Mirror, becoming nourishment within it.
Yet there were simply too many resentful souls—no one knew how many. This was what truly meant blotting out the sky and covering the earth; they gave him no room to catch his breath. Ye Xiwen slaughtered them until seven or eight out of every ten had been destroyed, but they swiftly gathered again. Countless resentful souls wailed as they fused together, forming an enormous head as large as a small mountain. Rings of strange auras radiated from it. It was absolutely more than a mere aggregation of these resentful souls.
Ye Xiwen finally began to take it seriously and immediately pointed a finger.
"Imprisoning Heaven Stance!"
With Ye Xiwen's explosive shout, a huge finger appeared in the air. Countless profound laws flickered across it, radiating a terrifying aura, as if this one finger meant to imprison even the heavens.
"Boom!" Ye Xiwen's Imprisoning Heaven Finger stabbed directly into it. Countless resentful souls were crushed to death on the spot, turning into clouds of green smoke.
A small portion of Ye Xiwen's true essence was instantly depleted. Even if one had learned a Heaven Rank martial art, using it was no easy matter. Ordinary people simply could not possess cultivation as deep and vigorous as Ye Xiwen's.
The entire head had a huge hole punched through it by Ye Xiwen's finger and nearly collapsed on the spot. Yet Ye