Xijun let out a shrill cry and instantly appeared before the man. She reached out and tore out his soul.
The one controlling the corpse-exploding thunder here wasn't an expert. The experts should have gone into hiding. Once the corpse-exploding thunder detonated, they might come up. Their purpose, of course, was to sweep the battlefield clean.
I released Xijun and Song Wanyi. Dealing with these few people who weren't even at the Dao Entry stage didn't require a single round. Before long, I had captured all four of their souls.
"Song Wanyi, ask them what's going on," I said as I picked up the four remote controls and stuffed them all into my pockets.
The few new souls were still dazed and kept struggling. Xijun floated in the air, twisting two of them in her hands. She opened her mouth and swallowed one in a single bite, making the remaining new souls struggle even harder.
Song Wanyi immediately began interrogating them, asking where the bombs were located, whether any traps had been set, and how many enemies were lying in ambush around the Han estate.
Xijun was a glutton. She hadn't eaten a soul in ages, so this time she swallowed the one remaining in her hands as well. Then she looked toward Song Wanyi's captive.
Song Wanyi had no choice but to toss over the one who appeared to be a disciple of the Sauce-Dripping Sect. Only then did she begin questioning the Black Cloud Society disciple, whose status seemed higher.
A stream of ghostly energy entered the disciple's body, making him shudder all over. It seemed that Song Wanyi had taken control of him. He began answering every question she asked.
"Is Han Shanshan still alive?" Song Wanyi asked.
"I don't know. Only the leaders know that. We