Chapter 5798
- Seeing the three Nine-Transformation Immortal Kings slaughtered, the remaining figures in the black clouds were seized by a paralyzing terror. They scrambled to flee in every direction, but with a simple wave of Lu Ming’s hand, a burst of focused energy erupted, instantly reducing every one of them to dust.
- In his hand, Lu Ming now held the black sphere.
- There must be tens of millions of souls in here.