Pacing through the darkness, Lu Cang couldn't sense the existence of any entity other than himself and An Su.
After receiving the souls Lu Cang had granted him, An Su had finally recovered some of his strength.
An Su's energy efficiency was truly praiseworthy.
After being given just a few thousand souls, he had rapidly mended most of his injuries. At the same time, his own strength had recovered to that of a Level 7 Reincarnator.
'If I gave him a few hundred thousand more souls...'
'He could probably match the combat power of a Level 8 Reincarnator...'
'Unfortunately, all the souls I'd saved for so long are gone in an instant.'
Lu Cang gently placed his hand on the Ten Thousand Skin Bag.
HUMMM—
Inside the Ten Thousand Skin Bag, the Living Object Bracelet began to glow faintly.
Roaring flames ignited around the Ant Mountain stored within, incinerating the Black Ants and transforming them into pure souls that flowed into Lu Cang's body.
'There isn't even a Demon tide here.'
