After Lin Chuan arrived beside Southern Dipper, he immediately spotted a mouse-like creature in a rock crevice not far away. Its entire body was black, especially its eyes, which were as deep as the night sky before dawn, making one feel as though they might sink into them.
The immense soul fluctuations were emanating from that mouse-like creature. Catching Southern Dipper off guard, it had directly attacked his soul.
"Soul-Locking Chain!"
Lin Chuan's brow suddenly split open, and three black chains inscribed with the Maha Sutra shot out, whipping toward the black mouse.
Intense soul fluctuations radiated from the Soul-Locking Chains, seemingly startling the mouse-like creature. A sharp glint flashed through its eyes. As though it knew how formidable the chains were, it did not hesitate in the slightest before darting deeper into the crevice.
"Trying to run?" Lin Chuan's gaze sharpened. The Soul-Locking Chains abruptly accelerated, blasting through the rock with a bang and pinning the mouse in place.
Squeak...
With a shriek, the mouse struggled violently. Yet with a faint flicker of the Maha Sutra on Lin Chuan's Soul-Locking Chains, it was instantly shredded.
What surprised Lin Chuan, however, was that the mouse did not leave behind a corpse after its death. Instead, it directly transformed into pure soul power, which was absorbed by the Soul-Locking Chains and nourished his soul.
It was an extremely pleasant sensation, as if his soul had been wrapped in warm sunlight, filled with tranquility and peace.
Lin Chuan glanced in surprise at where the mouse had vanished, then withdrew the Soul-Locking Chains.
By then, everyone else had already rushed over and was asking Southern Dipper about his condition.
"My soul took a bit of a hit. It's nothing serious," Southern Dipper said, waving a hand. His face was somewhat pale.
"What happened