Atop the ruins of the Death God Tower.
Huo Yuhao slowly waved the Myriad Souls Banner. One departed soul after another, their long-cherished wishes fulfilled, drifted along with the rhythmic motion of the banner.
The hatred in their miserable, terrifying shrieks gradually faded, replaced by a sense of peace.
One after another, the already transparent souls grew even more ethereal. At last, they vanished amid faint gray-white light or turned into wisps of smoke that dispersed between heaven and earth.
Their bodies had long since disappeared. As their souls drifted away, they finally left this continent and entered the endless cycle of reincarnation once more.
None of the powerful figures present, whether Di Tian and the other ferocious beasts or Xuan Zi and the other elders, disturbed him. They all silently watched this magnificent sight.
None of Shrek's elders had imagined that the person who would emerge out of nowhere at this critical moment, kill the two mighty figures Long Xiaoyao and Ye Xishui, and shatter the Holy Spirit Cult's plot would be Huo Yuhao.
Among the drifting souls were humans and soul beasts alike. Now reduced to spiritual forms, they all gazed gratefully at the benefactor who had freed them from captivity.
Huo Yuhao stopped waving his left hand, planted the Myriad Souls Banner on the ground, and closed his eyes.
As the departed souls vanished, the soul power they had entrusted to Huo Yuhao rapidly dissipated as well, causing the aura around him to plummet.
The more powerful a skill was, the greater its consumption usually became, and this was no exception. Looking inward at the middle dantian in his chest, Huo Yuhao saw the energy within that gray-white holy spirit soul core rapidly dwindling, leaving his entire body intensely fatigued.
But a moment later, the holy spirit