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Chapter 972: Soul feeding totem

But when Red Hair used her whip, Ye Zhongming didn’t know how to describe his feelings.

The whip’s benefit was that its length was not fixed. So even if she was sitting further away, the whip could cross a distance to hit some Saint Light Hall warriors.

It was silent. To evolved, it wasn’t very quick, and they had time to react.

Those who were still standing were all powerful Saint Light Hall warriors. Many of them made preparations that Ye Zhongming and those from Cloud Peak felt were sufficient.

They either dodged or raised their weapons to block. Some of them, who should be good at working together, formed small formations to face the attack.

They didn’t underestimate the attack at all.

But the whip was like water. When it faced a weapon, the weapon would slice through it, but the whip wouldn’t break. The Saint Light Hall’s weapon would just get stuck inside, unable to be retracted. The water-like whip would have glue-like qualities.

Those who dodged it thought that they managed to dodge. But in the next second, the whip would extend. Like a gentle hand, it would caress their bodies.

The whip brushed dozens of them.

Red Hair’s attacks were gentle and silent compared to the usual scenes of blood flying. It looked like a joke, but the outcome frightened Cloud Peak and those from Saint Light Hall.

Anyone that the whip brushed just stood there. Moments later, they dropped their weapons on the ground.

But no one paid attention to that. In those few seconds, people saw that a black mist-like thing appeared above the heads of the Saint Light Hall warriors. These soul-like things then twisted and struggled as the whip absorbed them.

Each soul that was absorbed would make it brighter and more colorful. Although the changes were slight but everyone could see it.

When the dozen souls were absorbed, the light was like a fed child that stretched in the air. It then returned to Red Hair’s hands and turned into a six-colored light ball. It wrapped around her arm like a sleeve.

“You… You… Who are you?”

The middle-aged man’s voice was hoarse. Only a short time had passed since the base was attacked, and then they were pushed to a corner. He felt like he hadn’t even used his weapon twice, and the situation had already reached such an irrecoverable stage.

He was sure that these people weren’t Posthumous people because the things they wore, language, and even their expressions were different.

He also had to add in the woman who sat on the Dragon Throne with black eyes.

Even a level eight Posthumous people king couldn’t be like this woman, killing so many elite Saint Light Hall warriors so easily with such a weird method.

“Who we are isn’t important.” Ye Zhongming sat up from the throne and walked to these people.

Actually, he wasn’t as calm as he seemed. Through Red Hair, he learned of the name of the whip.

Soul Light Demon Whip!

Dragon Throne, Soul Light Demon Whip!

Red Hair first went blind. She was then injured outside of Cloud Peak and was invaded by the black soul technique of that level eight lifeform. She was badly injured such that she was about to die.

Thousands of soul pearls were then injected into her body to complete an unknown change.

These two things weren’t equipment, as Ye Zhongming sensed a slight connection through Red Hair. But he could only sense their structure and couldn’t control them. They also wouldn’t listen to him.

These two things were more like a part of her body from this point alone.

Ye Zhongming had never seen such a situation.

In his last life, he had heard of a nine-star evolve using his body as a furnace to nurture high-level equipment to charge for the legendary seven-colored grade. But he didn’t succeed.

Red Hair had two pieces of equipment that was one with her!

As the throne and whip didn’t belong to Ye Zhongming, he didn’t know their abilities or skills. But they should be very strong and might even continue to change.

Red Hair sat on the throne and flew a distance before she used the whip again to collect the lives of the remaining warriors… No, souls.

The whip continued to grow brighter and more colorful.

Middle-aged man, Chika, along with the strongest warriors here, launched their final charge. But in front of Red Hair and Cloud Peak, such a charge was too weak.

Even the middle-aged man wasn’t Red Hair’s match.

When these people were killed, their souls were absorbed, and their spines were taken. The battle ended.

“Let’s begin.”

Ye Zhongming ordered his subordinates to gather the beasts together and then kill them all. He then piled them into a pyramid.

Ye Zhongming took out a scroll and activated it. He then tossed it on the beast corpses.

A light appeared and swept the pile. Slowly, the corpses started to change, wither, shrink, dry… They then turned into a four—to five-meter-tall circular red totem. The corpses hung on them like lifelike carvings.

If you were close, you could even see that the totem was hollow. Inside it was blood.

“This is Soul Feeding Totem?”

Liang Chuyin looked at the totem created by a mysterious power and asked.

Ye Zhongming kept the scroll and took a look. The number went from five times to four.

“En, keep it. Whether or not we can defend the imperial city would depend on this.”

Liang Chuyin looked at the totem and went back to work.

At this point, news spread from the Exquisite Floating Ball above. A Saint Light Hall air force had noticed something abnormal here and was rushing over!