The two headless white corpses' hearts jolted. It looked like the Soul-Dripping Stone Spirit before them had set its sights on the two of them.
Churning soul mist spread for tens of thousands of li in every direction. After Lu Xiaotian took control of the Soul-Dripping Demon Pool, he could make it produce even more soul mist. In addition to advancing from the front, the mist spread around both flanks, reaching behind Qianmian Sanlang, the flower-wreathed woman, and the two headless white corpses before closing in from the rear.
But that was only possible in a place like the Sea Soul Palace, where the surrounding auras were complex and divine sense was heavily suppressed. If they were somewhere outside with few disturbances, an ordinary Golden Immortal's divine sense could easily extend tens of thousands of li. They would have escaped before Lu Xiaotian's soul mist could surround them, and this tactic would naturally have failed.
"Courting death!" A fierce glint flashed in Qianmian Sanlang's eyes. He then looked at the flower-wreathed woman. "Since this Soul-Dripping Stone Spirit doesn't know what's good for it, let's finish it off before we leave!"
Qianmian Sanlang's tone was exceptionally forceful, which surprised Lu Xiaotian. It seemed the other side really did have something to rely on.
As soon as Qianmian Sanlang finished speaking, he raised a hand, and a gleaming jade-green tortoise appeared in his palm. He then took out a fragment of Soul-Dripping Stone Crystal and fed it to the tortoise. At once, the tortoise blazed with light.
Pfft! A shining sheet of jade light poured from the tortoise's mouth.
Wherever the jade light passed, the soul mist—which had been so hazy that neither the naked eye nor divine sense could see far through it—began to thin.
Groups of soul corpses were directly