433. Death Of The Immortal

When the uncountable red strings slithered in the air like snakes, the Guide of Souls spread his arms open wide as black thick smoke enveloped his frame. Similar to Leng Zhian, countless screams of the dying screech the ears of anyone near him. Yet, the domain that Leng Zhian utilized was no more than some deep grudges left behind in their devoured Lingqi to create their unwillingness to die. 

However, the magnitude of the domain materialized by the Guide of Souls was more than simple lingering hatreds. It was as if a whirlwind of death itself, where all of the wandering spirits in the word gathered. 

Although half of them were ordinary civilians and mortals that possessed low level strength comparable to the death warriors Leng

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