Thanks to Zhang Lingshan, Lu Zhaohe had also comprehended the Ember Bone Fire Poison, but compared with Zhang Lingshan's Ember Bone Poison Fire, the two were worlds apart.
The Ember Bone Fire Poison was poison, a by-product of the Ember Bone Poison Fire.
Back then, Lu Zhaohe had only been contaminated by the tiniest trace of Ember Bone Poison Fire, yet it had poisoned half his body into charred coal. That was why he had treated Zhang Lingshan as a vessel, transferring his own fire poison to him, and had luckily survived, even taking his strength a step further.
Today.
Zhang Lingshan covered his entire body with Ember Bone Poison Fire, and in an instant, poisoned Lu Zhaohe into charred coal.
What the Ember Bone Fire Poison had failed to accomplish back then was finally achieved today.
However, although Lu Zhaohe had turned into charred coal, he did not die immediately, and his soul was also trapped inside his flesh.
He did not even have the qualifications to become a ghost. Burning until he finally turned to ash, his soul scattered and destroyed—that was his ultimate fate.
"Leng Yan, what are you waiting for?"
Zhang Lingshan snorted.
Leng Yan hurriedly crawled out of the Flying Boat, a Ghost Mask on her face, while in her hand she raised the Soul Summoning Banner and called out loudly, "Souls, return! Brothers and sisters of Anning City, quickly come into the banner for a gathering."
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
A chill wind howled up.
Red Lacquer Gates stood open in every direction. Ghost Gate Pass was thrown wide, and the entire Anning City rang with shrill wails of misery.
"No."
"Spare us!"
"We're innocent."
Countless people let out agonized screams, revealing utter despair. They had lived for so long, and had imagined their futures,