章節 217: Sword Sheath

The old man heard Wang Lin’s words and was shocked. He turned around and saw rows of red lightning. They were the last things he saw in his life.

The Ji Realm shot out and instantly destroyed the old man’s body. Just as his Nascent Soul was about to escape, Wang Lin’s palm hit the old man’s chest. A wave of spiritual energy entered the old man’s body, trapping the Nascent Soul inside. The old man could only watch as Wang Lin took his Nascent Soul and devoured it.

In the eyes of the four people hiding in the basin, Wang Lin was now a demon. Killing someone for their Nascent Soul and then devouring it directly completely contradicted their normal beliefs.

It has to be said that all of these people were demonic cultivators. They had seen many people killed for their Nascent Souls, but never had they seen one being devoured directly. They felt that Wang Lin was the real demonic cultivator here.