The White Bone Magic Staff that had been hovering over Han Shuo's head had somehow reversed direction, leaving him and enveloping the Necromancer instead. Terrified, the Necromancer kept chanting Necromancy spells, trying to retrieve the White Bone Magic Staff, but his efforts proved powerless.
At the same time, the Demon-Slaying Edge shot out and plunged into the Necromancer's chest. Red Demon Flame instantly blazed around his head, while Han Shuo suddenly sat cross-legged and began murmuring Necromancy spells in his turn.
In an extremely short time, the Necromancer whose head was enveloped in red Demon Flame had been burned beyond recognition. His head resembled a round chunk of black charcoal, his features no longer discernible.
An arcane incantation murmured from Han Shuo's lips. He waved his hand, and the White Bone Magic Staff released a mass of green light resembling a net. It covered the Necromancer's head, sucking at something like a whirlpool.
A wisp of gray suddenly drifted out of the Necromancer's body, looking exactly like the souls of those who had just died in the room. The great green net slowly gathered it up and floated toward Han Shuo together with the White Bone Magic Staff.
When it reached the space above Han Shuo's head, the White Bone Magic Staff suddenly dropped into his hand. The green net and the undead soul streamed into Han Shuo's head through his mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ears, strand by strand.
Watching from the side, Emily was dumbfounded by this series of changes. She had no idea what had happened. She simply could not understand why this Necromancer, who had looked so smug just moments ago, had lost his soul in an instant and had it taken by Han Shuo instead.
After the green net's energy and the Necromancer's soul flowed into