When the faint, nearly imperceptible wisp of black mist inside the bowl in the Hell Lord's hand dispersed, Su Mo keenly sensed that Qian Xun Yue, whom he had placed within a Spatial Treasure Artifact, was no longer losing the power of her soul.
This left Su Mo slightly stunned. It had actually been this simple?
"From now on, the Hell Soul Bowl will no longer absorb this woman's soul," the Hell Lord said gravely as he put away the bowl. His Hell Soul Bowl absorbed the residual souls of those who perished throughout the Three Thousand Great Worlds at every moment.
Then, once the countless residual souls had accumulated to a certain extent, they would be refined into energy to replenish him.
The reason the Hell Soul Bowl had been absorbing Qian Xun Yue's soul was because it had absorbed a portion of it in the past. Under the effects of the Hell Soul Bowl, those residual soul fragments had continuously drawn upon the power of the main soul.
Now, as long as the residual souls within the Hell Soul Bowl were extinguished, the main soul would naturally no longer be affected.
"Thank you, Senior!" Su Mo heaved a tremendous sigh of relief. This matter had finally been resolved. As long as Qian Xun Yue's soul power no longer drained away, she would soon awaken.
This time, things had gone rather smoothly. Otherwise, he truly would not have known how to wrap things up.
"Young one, I have a word of advice for you," the Hell Lord said.
"Please speak freely, Senior." Su Mo nodded. Then, with a sweep of his arm, he released the four Hell Realm yakshas.
Earlier, he had devoured all five of them. The strongest, a Mid-Dao Realm expert, had been refined by him, but