"What's going on?"
Han Ning had just opened his eyes when he saw Yin Yi and Qingyao floating beside him. They must have appeared at some point while he was occupied. Illusory shadows, one after another, were bound by azure chains and dangled before him in various forms, like hanged ghosts or rows of cured meat hung up for the holidays.
Spreading his Spiritual Power, he instantly understood what was happening!
The bead in his hand held a fatal attraction for these wandering Residual Souls.
"Elder Qingyao, get rid of them."
They were just muddled Residual Souls, so weak they couldn't even harm a slightly stronger-than-average person. Han Ning had no desire to get entangled with them.
CLANG~
The chains binding the Residual Souls were flicked lightly.
The chilling aura that had permeated the area instantly vanished, and the temperature returned to normal.
