"Trying to leave?"
Watching a golden streak of Immortal Soul Light fly out of Buddha Emperor Lan Tuo's corpse, He Pingsheng's lips curved into a faint smile.
At once, a fiery red net descended from above and wrapped around the golden light.
The net was the transformed Primordial Purple Gold Staff.
And a dense layer of Divine Sense power clung to it.
Using both his Divine Sense power and the Primordial Purple Gold Staff, He Pingsheng captured Lan Tuo's soul in his hand.
"Fellow Daoist... fellow Daoist..."
"Spare my life, fellow Daoist!"
It had to be said that Buddha Emperor Lan Tuo knew how to read the situation. Now that the other man held the knife and he was the fish on the chopping block, he instantly bowed to reality.
"Fellow Daoist?" He Pingsheng stared at Buddha Emperor Lan Tuo in his hand and sneered. "Are you a member of the Mystic Sect?"
"At a time like this, shouldn't you be calling me benefactor?"
Lan Tuo's expression turned bitter. "Well... Benefactor He, spare my life, and I'm willing to hand over my Heavenly Dao Slave Mark!"
"I truly am!"
"Too late!" He Pingsheng shook his head. "I told you just now that if you handed over your Heavenly Dao Slave Mark, I could spare your life!"
"Unfortunately, you failed to seize the opportunity!"
"Besides, right now you're nothing but a useless soul. You can barely protect yourself. What use would I have for a wretched soul like you as a slave?"
"Then what do you want to do?" Lan Tuo's soul looked at He Pingsheng.
He Pingsheng said, "You used the Great Heart-Devouring Seal on me back then, didn't you... very good. Now I'm going to learn it!"
"Once I cast this Great Heart-Devouring Seal onto your soul, hehehe... I