"Could they still be absorbed by the Evil Bottle? Doesn't that mean their souls would cease to exist?" A chill went through my heart, and according to what Old Zhao had said, it wasn't a simple death, which left only one possibility.
It was that their souls were absorbed by the Evil Bottle, leading to an irreversible doom, but what a horrific end that would be!!
Had Lin Gang and the Ancestor of Foxes gone mad?
Were they not afraid of retribution?
Old Zhao nodded, "After all, it's a transformation of the Immortal Vase. The souls of those killed by the Evil Arts are sucked into the corpse water in the bottle and dissolved. That little fox taught Lin Gang the Meishan Mountain Witchcraft, and they used the Immortal Vase to enhance their strength. Even I have a hard time dealing with them..."
