"Damn it!" A ghostly green gleam flashed through Wu Daoist's eyes as he clearly took in everything within the domain. His expression changed drastically, and he cursed, "Fellow Daoist Xiao misjudged them!"
Within a hundred miles around Wu Daoist, the space was densely packed with all manner of Demon Race souls. Their bodies were crimson, as though they had been refined through sacrifice. These souls seemed to drift about within every inch of space without any pattern, yet each tiny space generated an inexplicable force. Those forces mingled together, forming a power that even Wu Daoist could not resist, binding him fast! Was this not the power of souls that Wu Daoist had been meditating upon in seclusion all along? He had never imagined that he would see the rudiments of such soul power on the Three Great Continents!
Of course, after sweeping his gaze over the countless souls, Wu Daoist already understood clearly that these must be members of the Demon Race and human race whom the Netherworld Demon Dragon Spider had slaughtered along its path of cultivation toward becoming a Great Sage! How could he not be enraged?
Although the Netherworld Demon Dragon Spider's soul-force realm was bizarre, and it could even be said that ordinary people had no way of breaking it, it was no longer an inescapable dead end to Wu Daoist, who already understood and had begun investigating the power of souls. The instant Wu Daoist's anger arose, Xiao Hua in the distance sensed it. Without hesitation, Xiao Hua commanded him in his heart: "Kill..."
Seeing Wu Daoist trapped, the Netherworld Demon Dragon Spider sneered inwardly. A ghostly green halo condensed around its demon body, and within it appeared a blood spider Nascent Soul, crimson from head to toe. The blood spider Nascent Soul looked