A vast expanse of white mist spread across the sky, mingled with countless bone-chilling wails. The entire space seemed to tremble faintly.
Pagliu and Clobellus's expressions changed at the same time. The number of wandering souls in this wave far exceeded their expectations. If the wandering souls that had surrounded them before were a small river, then what stood before them now was a mighty, surging river.
Based on Chen Rui's explanation and the experience they had accumulated over the past few days, a group of wandering souls on this scale definitely contained demigod-level wandering souls. Thinking of what Catherine had said earlier, the two of them grew even more nervous.
Nirvana Fire had a special effect on wandering souls. Besides being extraordinarily lethal, it could also sense the strength of wandering souls and avoid danger in pursuit of fortune. These wandering souls were likely the pursuers Catherine had sensed when the three of them retreated earlier, following the trail of living auras.
Although Catherine's Nirvana Fire could restrain wandering souls, her own strength was only at the peak of the Kingdom stage, and she could not contend against demigod-level wandering souls. Pagliu's combat power—especially his ability to harm wandering souls—was far inferior to Catherine's. If they fought head-on, this swarm of wandering souls could engulf all three of them in an instant.
All they could do now was hope that the Dragon Language Inscription's concealment would hold. The wandering souls absolutely could not be allowed to notice them.
Yet things went against their wishes. The wandering souls suddenly slowed, as though they had sensed something. The Emerald Dragon and Poison Dragon's hearts instantly leaped into their throats.
Wandering souls possessed no wisdom, nor emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, or delight. All they had was battle instinct. Yet it