"You... killed me..."
A resentful soul claiming its life?
Wang Jixuan was about to reach for the Soul Suppressing Talisman in his waist pouch.
But as he reached back, he discovered a problem.
He had fallen into some kind of illusion.
At this moment, his armor and helmet had disappeared, and he was dressed in a blue robe, his short hair transformed into flowing long hair.
Direct communication of the soul?
The surrounding light and shadow became blurred.
Wang Jixuan pondered the Illusion-breaking Technique, warily staring at the one in front of him... the Blade Beast Soul that had been killed in the explosion.
It looked very human.
Although its appearance was more like a mantis fully evolved, its horrifying mouthparts were only covered by a layer of translucent conjunctiva;
But to Wang Jixuan, it felt... very much like a human.
"You killed me... human..."
