Faced with the evil demon God that refused to listen to his advice, Bei Li did not waste any more time. With a wave of his hand, the power of the divine weapon appeared and lifted the evil demon God up, restraining it in mid-air.
The evil demon God immediately started to struggle, wanting to break free from this restraint. However, even though his consciousness was struggling, his soul did not move at all.
"Stop struggling. Your soul has been branded with an inerasable mark. You can't get rid of it!" Bei Li said with a smile.
"Then I'll give up my soul!" As he spoke, the evil demon God closed his eyes and began to control his consciousness to tear at his own soul.
At this moment, the evil demon God's thoughts were very simple. As long as his soul was gone, he would be free. At that time, he would just have to wait for the next person to cultivate the great art of Foundation stealing. He still had a chance to be resurrected.
