When the Heavenly Flames descended upon the cloth bags before him, they had already spread into a transparent sea of fire that occupied nearly the entire cultivation chamber.
At the same time, the transparent Heavenly Flame split into countless branches and rapidly burned toward those black cloth bags.
Sizzle! Sizzle!
The instant those Soul Bags were scorched by the now extremely violent Falling Heart Flame, they were reduced to nothingness.
At the same time, the vast number of souls stored within them were exposed.
"Everyone, this damned bag is broken! Run! Ah!"
When the souls inside saw the Soul Bags rupture, their faces instantly filled with wild joy. Yet just as they prepared to flee, the transparent flames surging in from all around burned them, drawing continuous screams from their mouths.
After all, the Fallen Heart Flame was specifically effective against Soul Bodies.
Thus, before such a Heavenly Flame, how could these souls that had lost their bodies possess any power to resist? They were immediately burned until they wailed miserably.
Even several Grade Eight Alchemist souls whom Revered Thunder had snatched from a branch hall personally guarded by the Sixth Heavenly Venerate had little ability to resist.
After all, when they were alive, none of them had been a match for the Lin Feng before them.
Much less now, when they had lost the physical bodies that housed their souls.
Therefore, facing Lin Feng and the Fallen Heart Flame that countered them, all they could do was beg for mercy or curse him.
However, Lin Feng directly chose to ignore the reactions of those souls. With no distractions in his mind, he controlled the temperature of the Heavenly Flame and continuously refined those Soul Bodies.
As he continuously scorched those souls, the terrifying heat of the Heavenly Flame caused