Moreover, he noticed that this Sonic Wave sent out by the Divine Consciousness, apparently seemed to exclusively target souls. After the Sonic Wave appeared, the souls in the surroundings all had their speed slowed down, and unexpectedly began showing signs of collapsing, one by one.
At this time, the small beast’s Divine Consciousness flashed out like lightning and in less than it takes for half an incense stick to burn, gobbled up all the hundred souls thoroughly. Immediately after that, all the souls with a peng sound, turned into a cloud of red mist, spreading approximately ten feet, slowly quieting down.
Wang Lin’s eyes flashed, as he waved the soul flag, immediately, the leftover nineteen small beast’s Divine Consciousnesses were sucked into the soul flag. After depositing it in the storage bag, Wang Lin intently stared at the red fog. He could feel that the traces of Divine consciousness that he had left on the souls had been fused by this small beast little by little into its own Divine Consciousness.
The Devil on the side was looking dumbfounded at the scene in front of him, as he said darkly to himself: “Relentless! This younger brother is too brutal! This won’t do, I will have to work hard, otherwise that fiend would likely feed me to this younger brother!” The Devil was in shock as he immediately stepped back, and without hesitation sat down cross-legged while floating mid-air, and began to quickly digest the accumulated souls in his body.
This period lasted for three days. During these three days, the red fog remained unchanged. Wang Lin aside from observing the red fog, would also look at the numerous hurricanes from the window. As they howled all around, there was a hurricane amongst them that had a diameter of approximately ten thousand feet, and appeared like an Overlord of the Hurricanes as it moved from one Pagoda to another.
That giant hurricane travelled back and forth for a moment, then faintly paused. Wang Lin immediately realized that the target of those innumerable Divine Consciousnesses who had come whistling and screaming, was not him but the red fog in the pagoda.
However, the moment these Divine Consciousness would bump into the black pagoda, they would be bounced back. That majestic-like hurricane remained silently outside the pagoda for a bit, then slowly left.
Wang Lin clearly realized that the moment that hurricane’s Divine Consciousness arrived, there appeared bursts of fluctuations in the red fog. Regarding this, Wang Lin was secretly astonished whilst he continued to observe carefully.