In the forests of Michigan.
The Marrow Eater squads amid the mountain of corpses were anxiously collecting souls.
Souls drifting up from the underground flesh cellars below were drawn in by the formation, continuously pouring into the porcelain jars.
Every black porcelain jar radiated an icy chill, like blocks of ice.
The temperature inside the carriage had even dropped to nearly minus forty degrees.
The cold contained immense yin energy. If an ordinary person came into contact with this place, the yin energy would seep into their bones in an instant, crippling them immediately and killing them completely within days.
Those with weaker constitutions might die on the spot.
The deathly energy contained within was simply too dense.
This strange aura naturally alerted the Great Evil Spirits. They had originally assumed that the Marrow Eaters would at most destroy those souls or release them all.
But as long as those souls escaped, they would turn into even more evil spirits.
That would only amount to increasing their forces by another means.
But the current situation was clearly very wrong.
Judging from the immense deathly energy, most of the evil spirits should have already been released from the underground caverns.
Yet no evil spirits had escaped, nor had any been destroyed.
Those souls seemed to be sitting obediently on the ground inside the mountain of corpses, neither fleeing nor fighting!
There was only one possibility.
Those souls had been restrained.
"You actually managed to do this!" Livimara was the first to react. "Baal, Sefros, Lenogron, you three hold them here. I'm going to the mountain of corpses. They actually want to take those souls away? What wishful thinking!"
"Fine!"
The three Great Evil Spirits did not object. Holding this place down for a short while would not be a problem.
Although