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The tenacity of this Winged Race powerhouse's soul essence made fury rise in Qin Fengming's heart, and his killing aura surged.
If this had not been the main hall of Banshi Island, he might have brought out the little bowl long ago.
Relying on the Soul Devouring Beast and the Treasure Refining Ghost Refining Art, he had successively annihilated thirteen soul-essence phantoms before finally imprisoning a wraithlike soul essence in his grasp.
The soul essence's tenacity had shocked Qin Fengming deeply. If they had not been inside this hall, protected by powerful restrictions, he was certain he could never have captured the soul essence of this Winged Race cultivator, no matter what.
The ability to split into more than a dozen soul-essence bodies almost without any pause was so miraculous that even Qin Fengming could only marvel at it.
"I never thought this old man would fall into the hands of a mere early Spirit Severing cultivator. If I had known, I should have possessed someone else sooner and left Banshi Island. Now that I have fallen into your hands today, I accept my fate. Being able to see a ghost cultivator with a Wangliang body and the legendary Soul Devouring Beast, this old man can die without regret."
Several enormous soul restrictions bound the wraithlike soul essence. Then a voice suddenly came from the mouth of the already indistinct soul essence, whose features could no longer be made out.
The voice did not sound weak, but it was filled with profound helplessness.
"I admire your methods, Fellow Daoist. If we had encountered each other elsewhere, then even with the help of a cultivator with a Wangliang body and the Soul Devouring Beast, I admit I still could not have captured you. This divine ability of yours is