A head dropped, and a streak of dim light shot out from within, arriving before Lu Xuan's head and trying to burrow inside.
Purification Light surfaced above Lu Xuan's head, and the Clear Mayfly Feather Garment firmly blocked Chen Luo's soul, which wanted to seize his body, outside.
"Junior Brother Lu! Spare me!"
Chen Luo's pleading voice faintly came from within the dim light.
"My physical body has already been destroyed, leaving only a remnant soul. For the sake of our bond as fellow disciples, please, Junior Brother, spare your Senior Brother's life and leave me a path to live."
Chen Luo's voice was full of begging.
"Don't worry. I won't be like Senior Brother, harboring thoughts of soul-searching."
A faint smile surfaced on Lu Xuan's face as he sent a thought to Chen Luo's soul.
"However, judging by the look of it, Senior Brother doesn't seem to have any soul-protecting item. Outside this Black Demon Abyss, you might run into some Evil Cultivator. Why not first take shelter from the wind inside this treasure in Junior Brother's hand?"
Before Lu Xuan had even finished speaking, the dim light immediately sensed something was wrong. Like a meteor streaking past, it flew away at extreme speed.
It had not fled very far before a powerful suction force came from Lu Xuan's direction, and the soul retreated against its will.
A strange lantern appeared before Lu Xuan.
Its handle was slender and bone-like, ghastly white all over. The lampshade seemed to be made from a skin sac, and countless dark-red tassels beneath the lamp base swayed gently, as if welcoming Chen Luo's soul.
At the first sight of the Soul Guiding Lamp Magic Tool, Chen Luo was nearly frightened on the spot until his soul flew and scattered. The dim light rapidly