That Holy King's Soul was imprisoned inside Qingtong's body and had already reached a dead end.
His Soul Power was being continuously drawn out by the Thousand-year-old Soul Summoning Wood Tree Heart in Qingtong's hand, and all those ghostly shadows had already been completely devoured by Little Snowball!
In such a situation, he simply could not escape the Soul Suppressing Map's seal inside Qingtong's body, and could only be completely drained dry by the Thousand-year-old Soul Summoning Wood Tree Heart within!
He had no choice but to yield!
"A secret?"
Qingtong's heart stirred slightly as she inexplicably thought of the purpose for which the people of Tianji Palace had come to this Holy King Tomb.
"A secret about the Immortal Demise Land?"
She arched a brow and looked at that Holy King's Soul.
"That's right, y-you know?!"
That Holy King's Soul was slightly startled in his heart.
Then he felt even more confident.
