Chen Changan's thoughts stirred, and the Spirit Locking Array appeared in an instant, trapping all twenty-odd Vengeful Spirits.
When all was said and done, these Vengeful Spirits weren't very powerful. They were merely fragments of incomplete souls that had slowly grown stronger in the waters of the Nether River, but their strength was still limited.
The Nether River Tribe couldn't do anything about them mainly because of the environment, and because the tribe didn't know how to deal with souls.
Actually, Chen Changan had a question he couldn't shake: when all those people from the Eternal Land had first come here, how had the ones who were killed suffered Soul Annihilation?
The tribe had no such ability. They might have been able to kill the people's physical bodies, but what about their souls?
Why were there only these twenty-odd remnant souls left? How had all the others been destroyed?
"Th-this is all it took?"
The tribe chief asked in surprise from the side. The Vengeful Spirits that had left the tribe helpless had been caught so easily by Chen Changan?
"Yeah, it's simple. It was never difficult."
"But I'm curious: if you have no way to deal with souls, how did you kill those people back then?"
"How were their souls destroyed?" Chen Changan asked with a frown.
"Destroyed? We didn't destroy them."
Huh?
They hadn't destroyed them?
"What do you mean?"
"They... they destroyed themselves."
They destroyed themselves?
What the hell?
Suicide?
No... how badly had things gone for them to lose the will to live?
Only after hearing the tribe chief's account did Chen Changan understand what had happened.
After the people from the Eternal Land arrived here, they still carried themselves with an air of superiority. They knew nothing about this place, yet they wanted to claim