“You… you’re also an evil soul master! How is that possible? How can you purify the power of spirits? Who are you? Are you the Holy Son?”

Huo Yuhao was in such a feeble state that he couldn’t really talk anymore. What he had unleashed was the Light of Purification that he had inherited from Electrolux’s Necromancy.

The previous two strikes were meant to give him time, and the Light of Destiny was to curse the opponent with bad fortune… which was also equivalent to bestowing good fortune upon himself.

If the beasts had been under Zhong Liren’s control, his Light of Destiny probably wouldn’t have worked. In the end, the gap in their cultivations was still huge, and Huo Yuhao definitely didn’t have an advantage even in terms of spiritual power.

He had succeeded, relying on the fact that his opponent didn’t really understand his abilities, and exerting himself far beyond his usual standards. He had relied on his boosted spiritual power from the fusion with Wang Qiu’er to forcibly cleanse the great majority of Zhong Liren’s beast souls.

There had been multiple ten-thousand year beast souls among that...