"I am waiting for you and Li Yuanba in Hell!" The Nascent Soul of Great Cultivator Duan Zhang looked at Li Shiming and said.
A flash of lightning fell into the cage of light, but contrary to Great Cultivator Duan Zhang's expectations, the light was merely a feint. The true force destroying Great Cultivator Duan Zhang's Nascent Soul was the Heavenly Ghost.
Great Cultivator Duan Zhang's Nascent Soul awaited death, surrendering all resistance. In fact, even if he wanted to resist, it was impossible under such circumstances.
But if Great Cultivator Duan Zhang had known his fate, that his soul would be devoured by the Heavenly Ghost, he would surely have fought to the death.
The result of being devoured by the Heavenly Ghost is complete annihilation of the soul, a death no cultivator can accept.
"No!" This was the final sound Great Cultivator Duan Zhang's Nascent Soul emitted, filled with a sense of desolation and deep unwillingness; it was not the death he wanted.
