Chương 1145: Li Zhurong From Kunlun Immortal Hall, Some Kind of Resonance, Shenshu Palace

"Thank you, Chief," Lu Ming said to Chu Kuangren.

Chu Kuangren simply nodded. Then, he stared at the sea of dead souls further away. 

"Stand back. I'll take it from here."

Lu Ming, Li Wangchen, and the others simply nodded. They, too, wanted to see how Chu Kuangren would deal with the never-ending dead souls.

"Kill them!" screamed the dead soul with a pale face. Its energy was of a Heavenly Immortal. 

Following its scream, countless dead souls threw themselves toward Chu Kuangren.

Among the dead souls were elderly folks, babies, men, and women — every single one of them reeked of rage qi.

"I'll exorcise you all," Chu Kuangren simply said.

He raised his hand at the dead souls, and in a split second, a golden-red flame lotus bloomed with a mysterious light.

At the next moment, he hurled the flame lotus forward, and it landed on the sea of dead souls.