The flames from Instantaneous burned without any hindrance, passing through the stone pillars and illuminating the entire hall.
Chu Xiu looked at the Soul Banner in his hand, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.
He discovered that the dense and sticky darkness was actually transformed from countless wronged souls who died in this hall, constituting extremely pure Divine Soul Energy, a great supplement for the Ghosts.
And those blurred silhouettes were merely remnants of thoughts left by the strong ones from the Exorcist Civilization.
After burning them away, all the wronged souls belonged to Chu Xiu.
He could feel that under the nourishment of the vast Divine Soul Power, the Ghost that had previously self-detonated its Soul Body within his Soul Banner was being reborn at an astonishing speed!
"Once everything is refined, my Ghostly Legion might recover two-thirds of its peak power."
Of course, Chu Xiu's ambitions did not end there.
