Chapter 19: Soul Pill
Thud!
A muffled sound echoed outside, followed by an eerie silence.
Qin Sang hurriedly covered the items on the bed with a blanket and rushed out the door, only to find Old Wu collapsed at the base of the wall, motionless.
A dark aura swirled around Old Wu’s body, and then an evil spirit emerged from within him, clutching Old Wu's soul in its mouth. Upon seeing Qin Sang, the spirit immediately spat out Old Wu's soul and retreated to a corner.
Qin Sang froze in place, momentarily at a loss.
Old Wu's soul stood there, unmoving. It appeared as a faint, grayish-white mist, with a blank expression and lifeless eyes, staring straight ahead—a scene that sent chills down Qin Sang's spine.
Unlike my soul, Old Wu’s soul seemed just as tall as he was. Could it be because I cultivated the Netherworld Scripture?
Qin Sang scolded himself for letting his mind wander at such a critical moment. He quickly squatted down, placing his fingers under Old Wu's nose, but he couldn't feel any breath. A check on the heartbeat confirmed it had stopped.
He was dead.