The sub-souls that the several Netherspirits had released merged into their bodies immediately after they arrived.

Afterwards, they kowtowed to the five evil gods with ancient graceful etiquettes and fanatical looks in their eyes.

Mo Heng snorted.

He had faced these Netherspirits who had released sub-souls to control evil spirits many times. They knew each other very well.

Not only did their arrival not upset him, but it actually excited him.

He was well-aware that he could not kill them no matter how hard he tried, if they only appeared as sub-souls.

A sub-soul was only part of their soul.

Each Netherspirit could create a number of sub-souls. Killing a sub-soul could hurt them, but couldn’t kill them.

If he destroyed a Netherspirit’s...