Even though the Deadspirit Sea only had a radius of about five meters, Wang Xiaolei had already retreated to its other end. The moment Bei Bei entered it, he could feel his body going cold. Avenging spirits wailed, which made his soul feel unstable, as if it were about to leave his body.

The Evil Frost continued to assault his body, trying tofreeze both his body and his soul. Bei Bei’s speed slowed visibly. The thunder and lightning around his body fought against the Evil Frost, but now, every step he took became arduous.

“Kakaka!” Wang Xiaolei laughed. His laughter was as chilling as the caw of a crow. “Fool, your biggest mistake was entering my Deadspirit Sea. Time to enjoy Death Withering in the Deadspirit Sea.”

As he said that, he lifted his hands, and a purplish-black fountain centered around his body started to seep into every corner of the Deadspirit Sea. The terrifying death aura rushed toward Bei Bei frantically.

Once, Wang Xiaolei had used this move to simultaneously kill two Soul Sages. Then, he’d turned them into the main...