"Fellow Daoist Nie, I have already broken free from Chi You's control. I am no longer a Demon Soul Reincarnation. For the sake of my old acquaintance with Fellow Daoist Shen, spare my life." Ma Xiuxiu's face appeared within the black soul light as she pleaded.
Nie Caizhu said nothing. Black light surged behind her, forming the phantom of an Ancestral Witch with a tiger's head and human body, clutching a Black Snake.
A mass of purplish-black lightning suddenly rose from her palm and enveloped the black soul light.
This was the natal Witch Lightning of Qiangliang, the Ancestral Witch of Lightning. It inflicted devastating damage upon soul bodies, no less potent than Red Lotus Karmic Fire.
The black soul light continuously collapsed and rapidly shrank.
"Don't kill me! Shen Luo and I are old acquaintances. If he learns that you killed me, even if he says nothing, he will surely bear a grudge in his heart..." Ma Xiuxiu's expression changed drastically as she pleaded.
Nie Caizhu ignored her. Shen Luo had told her that once Ma Xiuxiu's Divine Soul was captured, she was to destroy it immediately. She must never listen to her excuses or show even the slightest mercy.
Though Ma Xiuxiu had once been his acquaintance, she had joined the Demon Clan and was a Demon Soul Reincarnation. There was no room for sentiment.
Nie Caizhu clenched her five fingers. The purplish-black Witch Lightning erupted violently, and an exploding sphere of lightning swallowed the black soul light, utterly destroying it.
She let out a soft breath, quickly regained her composure, then turned and charged toward the Demon Clan army. The others also plunged into the ranks of the Demon Clan.
With every Demon Venerable slain, the battle on the ground no longer held any suspense.
High