The Bald Elder's eyes widened, his body stiffening as his breath ceased in an instant. Pu Yanlan's hand transformed from a palm to a finger, and with a sharp sound, she inserted a finger into the hard skull, slowly pulling outward to extract the Soul of the Bald Elder,
"Where did you send those completely pitch-black Half-Snake People?"
The Soul of the Bald Elder was dumbfounded for a moment before speaking,
"They... went to the... southern... valley..."
"What did you send them there to do?"
"To activate the altar and summon Immortals from the heavens, and have them... descend to destroy you..."
"Immortals from the heavens?"
Pu Yanlan's brow furrowed,
"You can summon Immortals from the heavens?"
The Soul of the Bald Elder fell silent, before slowly explaining after a while,
