'The Celestial Dao is imperfect, yet it always leaves a sliver of hope. To think someone would be so deranged as to devise a scheme to collect so many Beast Souls on the Tala Prairie! Could it be the work of Demonic Cultivators?'
'Forget it. Your spiritual wisdom may not have been high, but I was the one who killed you. I might as well give you a hand!'
Shen Lang rose to his feet, a blade's glint flashing in his eyes. An unparalleled Sword Intent radiated outward as a faint Giant Blade materialized in the sky and slashed down fiercely at the dense, chain-like black energy above Celestial Pillar Peak!
CHH-CHH-CHH!
A series of soft hisses echoed from the sky as the black energy broke apart and scattered with the wind.
Countless Beast Souls immediately let out a cheer and flew off rapidly in the opposite direction.
A few powerful Beast Souls circled Shen Lang twice, making a bowing gesture, before they too fled.
"..." Shen Lang suddenly felt a lump in his throat.
