The Poison Takes Effect

How could those wandering souls possibly let him go? Yan Chihuo transformed into a gale and flashed outside the cave.

The burly man spotted him from afar and could not help letting out a surprised sound. "I never thought this realm would have such a technique. It truly cannot be underestimated. Never mind—who knows how many more years I'll be staying here? I'll just cultivate another wind spirit. Hmm? Why is one wandering soul missing too? Sigh, this time I've suffered a loss."

When Yan Chihuo reached the cave entrance, he found that the wandering souls merely howled wildly within, unwilling to cross even a single step beyond the boundary. Knowing they had been confined inside the cave, he was greatly relieved. But when he turned his head, he saw that there was also a wandering soul within his body, leaving him stunned.

It turned out that the wandering souls had all attacked him from within the gale. When he transformed into a gale and flew out, this wandering soul had somehow been among them and had flown out with him.

Yan Chihuo pondered briefly and understood. It seems these wandering souls were ordered not to leave the cave.

He returned to his true form and grabbed the wandering soul with a backhanded swipe. Activating the Innate Seventy-Two Transformations, he intended to merge it into his own soul.

Yan Chihuo had already achieved minor mastery of the Innate Seventy-Two Transformations, and his soul force was exceptionally powerful. Even if he encountered the Snowfeather Mystic Ice Roc now and fought it within the sea of consciousness, he would not be at a disadvantage even without using the Soul-Seizing Seal. He had assumed that dealing with such a tiny wind spirit would be effortless.

Who would have thought that although this wandering