"Where did this thing collect so many souls?"
Zhou Xuanji questioned himself. There weren't many living beings in this realm. Fewer were those who entered this place, but there were at least ten thousand souls here. This puzzled him.
Could there be someone who collected souls from the outside to feed the Soul Curse Evil Tree?
He could not care that much but shook the tree to free the souls from it.
After the souls were free from the tree, they came back to themselves.
"What's happening?"
"What is that?""
"Why am I here?"
"Ahhhh--- Let me go! Let me go!"
"Get lost! "Get away from me!"
Most of the souls had already lost their minds. They were all crazy and began scattering in all directions.
As the number of souls reduced, the tree's power diminished as well.
If this continued, he would suck dry the tree's magic energy.
Zhou Xuanji heaved a sigh of relief.
