As soon as the soul of the Boat Spirit was branded with Wang Baole's Dark Seal, and following its greetings, a strange and bizarre feeling surfaced inside Wang Baole. It was as if he could determine the Boat Spirit's life and death with a single thought.
Wang Baole wasn't unfamiliar with such a feeling. It was the exact powerful feeling he had felt towards the three souls he had purified when he had been in the Dark Sect.
Next, the Robe Spirit and the Oar Spirit! Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He thought about the malicious intentions the two Artifact Spirits had harbored towards him in the past, then snorted. At present, standing on the black boat, he raised his right hand. With a wave of his hand, the boat rumbled and sped forward, melting into the abyss. It vanished without a trace.
When it appeared again, it was at the third level of the underground world, in the central public square in the city!
