The night was deep and heavy.0

Mournful cries faded into the distance as the Nine-Headed Bird retreated into the lower worlds.0

The sheer oppressive force of the descending Chaos Firmament had obliterated six of the Nine-Headed Bird's heads.0

Long Xiao had summoned this Nine-Headed Bird, infamous throughout the history of the Abyss, to the Second World in an attempt to smother Pang Jian and sever Li Zhaotian's path to godhood.0

Instead, Pang Jian brutally defeated it, forcing it into a miserable retreat.0

Wisps of souls flickered into existence from the six exploded heads of the Nine-Headed Bird.0

These were the lingering remnants of powerful human cultivators it had devoured and fused into its soul.0

As long as it lived, these souls could never be freed, nor could they return to the cycle of reincarnation.0

The Nine-Headed Bird was born with a bloodline inherently attuned to souls and the power to consume them. It had hurried to this battlefield to seize Mu Wentao's lingering soul. 0

Mu Wentao had left behind traces of his Heavenly Dao within his soul fragments, insights that could help the Nine-Headed Bird refine and perfect its own soul-related abilities.0

It only extracted the insights Mu Wentao...0