Ghost Qing had just begun to struggle when Qiongxiao Fairy lightly waved the Dust Whisk in her hand over him.
The Dust Whisk brushed across Ghost Qing's face, and he felt his body stiffen.
He wanted to say something, but his mouth remained slightly open, unable to utter a single word.
"How do I devour him? Just eat him directly?" Evil God sized up Ghost Qing with a smile.
Although Evil God could not bring himself to directly swallow human flesh, he was quite satisfied with Ghost Qing.
The aura Ghost Qing exuded was nearly identical to his own. This fellow was highly suited to becoming a part of him.
"Don't you have the ability to devour souls?" Qiongxiao Fairy asked, giving him a strange look.
Shen Tu nodded as well. "You can just extract his soul."
Ghost Qing's fleshly shell was secondary. What mattered was fusing with Ghost Qing's soul.
Qiongxiao Fairy then reached toward Ghost Qing's forehead, and a wisp of pale-green light flowed from her palm.
Ghost Qing was unable to resist. He only felt a terrifying suction force coming from Qiongxiao Fairy's hand. His eyes rolled back as his body trembled uncontrollably, and soon Ghost Qing's soul was dragged out of his body.
Generally, a soul's form was the same as that of its original body. Exceptions were exceedingly rare.
But Ghost Qing's soul was highly unusual. It looked like a cat with its fur standing on end, its entire body bristling with Soul Spikes. It struggled frantically in Shen Tu's hands.
Under Qiongxiao Fairy's control, even his physical body had been unable to break free, let alone a mere soul.
"Smack!"
Qiongxiao Fairy dragged Ghost Qing's soul over and slapped it into Evil God's mind. Ghost Qing's soul was stuffed into Evil God's mind.
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