Chương 880: Blood Spirit God

The moment the Dark Soul Wood appeared, those chaotic demon kings who were determined to die regretted it.

If they had a piece of Dark Soul Wood now, they would be able to survive and slowly recover.

This was a supreme treasure that was extremely attractive to soul cultivators!

It was already extinct in the outside world. Even if those super-powerful families and supreme orthodoxies would not have such a good thing.

"Thank you, Lord! I vow to follow you through fire and water!"

The green flames around Daoist Eastern Wolf retreated.

His figure slowly entered the Dark Soul Wood, and with this, he didn't need to use his ancestral talent to destroy his cultivation for survival.

"Milord, this is my soul imprint. As long as you fuse it, my life and death will be in your hands."

Looking at the white mark above the Dark Soul Wood, Qin Chen took it and refined it.