In merely a moment, the more than one hundred souls Qin Fengming released nearby were swallowed into the Soul Devouring Beast's belly without the slightest danger.
Those Yin souls and ghosts at the Ghost Marshal realm were immediately intimidated by the aura surrounding the Soul Devouring Beast. Some trembled all over, while others hastily retreated. Not one pounced forward to fight it; some even crawled prostrate on the ground.
The Soul Devouring Beast's small body wandered unhurriedly across the open ground, like a king inspecting his own territory. Whenever gray-white mist surged from its mouth, another Yin soul would enter it.
With Qin Fengming's keen eye, he naturally recognized that these Yin souls were all mindless creatures. Normally, whenever they encountered something alive, they would pounce forward and devour it.
Yet before the Soul Devouring Beast, they were like lambs awaiting slaughter, utterly powerless to resist.
Even Qin Fengming's expression shifted slightly at the sight before him. There was no doubt that the Soul Devouring Beast was the nemesis of Yin souls and essence, but he had never expected it to make same-realm Yin souls fear it to such an extent.
The soul power of more than a hundred Yin souls at the Ghost Marshal realm was so immense that even Qin Fengming felt alarmed.
So many Yin souls had suddenly been swallowed by the small beast's undersized body. Anyone who saw it could not help but be dumbfounded.
After rapidly contacting it with his divine sense, Qin Fengming was even more astonished to discover that the little beast showed not the slightest discomfort. Instead, it sent him a message, urging him to quickly release more Yin souls and ghosts.
Upon sensing this, Qin Fengming's expression changed slightly.
The soul power of more than a hundred Ghost Marshal souls was