Dead souls?
Li Su's brows furrowed slightly. They had appeared so suddenly in the distance—he did not believe it was merely a coincidence.
Although Many Treasures' escape route had been strange, its overall direction had never changed.
At this moment, that group of things was not far from him. Given Many Treasures' condition, after moving a few more times at most, he would probably reach them.
In the vast Western Domain, he had happened to run toward a place haunted by dead souls. It was difficult to believe.
Li Su had encountered dead souls before, but that had been a chance encounter. At the time, the dead souls had been pursuing other cultivators and had long since left their own territory. Otherwise, if Li Su wanted to encounter such things, he would likely have had to travel for several more days—and change direction as well.
Moreover, under his pursuit, Many Treasures should understand clearly that unless he found a way to shake Li Su off, the only end awaiting him was death.
Therefore, Li Su did not think the other party was simply running about blindly and had encountered the dead souls by chance.
To evade his pursuit by plunging into another tiger's den?
That possibility naturally existed!
But how had he known that he would encounter dead souls by coming this way?
According to the memories of the Interception Sect disciples, when the underworld had covered the Western Domain of the Mythical Realm, the disciples of the five great sects had entered Fengdu City one after another before long. Not long afterward, the Black Mountain Sect had begun moving against the Interception Sect, while this senior brother of the Interception Sect had gone into seclusion and never appeared again.
Under such circumstances, where had he learned that dead souls