Within the corpse pit piled high with bodies, Jiang Ping An curled into a ball, clutching his head tightly with both hands, his face twisted in pain.
Beads of cold sweat seeped continuously from his forehead, instantly spreading across his body and soaking his clothes.
At last, he understood how these people had died.
Their souls had been invaded!
Within the sea of consciousness deep inside his mind, an incomparably bizarre soul had appeared.
The shape of this soul defied all reason. It was haphazardly pieced together from the souls of countless living beings.
Its main body resembled an octopus. Its tentacles were densely covered in hideous, twisted human faces. Like evil ghosts walking the earth, those faces continuously emitted piercing, grating sound waves that drilled straight into Jiang Ping An's divine soul, making it tremble violently.
Then, this bizarre soul suddenly leaped onto his Divine Soul Tree and began gnawing at it madly. Like a ravenous beast starved for ages, it greedily devoured his divine soul.
Fortunately, Jiang Ping An's divine soul was enormous and had been nurtured from the incomparably tough World Tree Seed. Had it been anyone else, they would likely have been devoured clean in an instant!
Even so, no matter how extraordinary his Mental Power was, he had no means of resisting the devouring of this God-level Soul.
At most, within ten breaths, his divine soul would be completely eaten away.
At this critical moment between life and death, Jiang Ping An was frantic with anxiety. He hurriedly activated Time Power, trying to reverse time and drive this terrifying thing out of his body.
However, merely separating this bizarre creature from the Divine Soul Tree by a slight distance drained the surging immortal power in his body dry in an instant, like floodwaters bursting through