Chapter 1395 - Wind Rises

A moment later, Wang Lin’s eyes were filled with determination and his right hand pointed at the Devil Soul Bottle. The bottle immediately let out a mournful roar. This roar seemed to contain a penetrating force and directly entered Wang Lin’s mind.

“Even the power of a firefly would dare to compete with the bright moon!” Wang Lin snorted, and his voice turned into ripples that collided with the mournful cries.

Shortly after, black fog came out from the Devil Soul Bottle. There were ancient devil souls struggling inside the black fog, and they immediately charged at Wang Lin.

Wang Lin’s expression remained calm. As the devil souls rushed at him, he waved his hand and a gust of wind swept past the devil souls. They were all trapped in his hand.

“Dao spell, fuse!” Wang Lin’s voice was calm, but it contained a sense of coldness.

As his words echoed, his eyes revealed a strange light and he immediately used Dao Master Blue Dream’s dao spell. Popping sounds echoed and the devil souls began...