Inside Xiao Chen's room, the doors and windows were tightly shut. He was alone.
His gaze was icy as he stared at Qian Yan's remnant soul, which was still twitching and wailing.
Qian Yan's broken, piercing screams rose one after another, filled with endless pain and despair.
But at that moment, not a ripple stirred in Xiao Chen's heart.
He had never expected to obtain top-secret information about Qiangu Dongfeng wanting to kill him from this Evil Soul Master.
To Xiao Chen, this wisp of an Evil Soul Master's remnant soul no longer had any value.
Since it's worthless now, I might as well kill it.
"Quiet."
Xiao Chen uttered the word flatly, a glint of coldness flashing through his eyes.
These Evil Soul Masters, their hands stained with blood, had spent their lives committing countless atrocities and slaughtering innocents. Their sins towered to the heavens; even eternal torment would be nothing less than they deserved.
Killing him outright now was simply too merciful.
With a thought, the soul power in Xiao Chen's palm abruptly tightened. The eerie, pitch-black Wither Rose was instantly crushed and collapsed, its overlapping black petals shattering and dissolving into nothing.
Crack-
A sound like breaking glass rang through Xiao Chen's room.
Qian Yan's remnant soul, attached to the Wither Rose, began to crumble and disintegrate.
"Aah-!!!"
As a desperate, agonized wail resounded through the room, the illusory remnant soul broke apart inch by inch, becoming specks of light that dissipated into the air.
An Evil Soul Master of Soul Sage rank, burdened with countless blood debts, had ultimately met the fate of total spiritual annihilation, ceasing to exist altogether.
Looking at the room, now quiet again, Xiao Chen remained expressionless, without the slightest ripple in his eyes, as though he had merely brushed away an