The ability was channeled through the wand.
Halos continuously burst from the wand's tip, spreading layer by layer into every corner of the light prison.
About three minutes later.
Professor Kazel finally stopped.
Professor Sylph asked, "Kazel, how did it go?"
Professor Kazel withdrew his wand and smiled. "Death confirmed. But the remnants of its soul are still locked inside the (Three-Pillar Light Prison). Please wait a moment."
As he spoke, he took a glass bottle the size of a knuckle from his Card Case, placed it inside the light prison, and began collecting the remnants.
Dark could not help asking curiously, "Professor, souls have remnants too?"
Professor Kazel fiddled with the apparatus as he explained, "Of course souls have remnants. In the end, both the soul and the body are vessels for consciousness. What death truly means is the extinction of consciousness. When we bury a corpse in the earth, it decomposes in the soil. When we bury the remnants of a soul in the wind, they dissipate in the wind."
Dark gained a vague understanding.
Different world, different rules.
To gain a deeper understanding of this world's rules, one had to correctly recognize its contradictions and comprehend and digest them.
The essence of magic was idealistic.
Only the death of consciousness—the mind—was true death.
Within the [Three-Pillar Light Prison], specks of light like starlight emerged under Professor Kazel's spellcasting.
Then, these "soul remnants" were gathered together, ground into a pile of fine powder, and drawn into the tiny bottle.
In the terminology of alchemists, the powder ground from such soul remnants was also called "soul powder," an extremely useful alchemical material.
After transferring all the "soul powder" into the small bottle, Professor Kazel sealed its mouth with a layer of barrier before putting on the cap.
Then he