The soul of the dragon head was extracted by the Demon Purification Pot.
Han Fei had already guessed it. How could he become a king without taking some risks?
For a lunatic who loved adventure, Han Fei felt that he was much calmer in the face of danger.
The old turtle's soul was also suppressed in the depths of his consciousness.
However, the dragon head's soul was absorbed by the Demon Purification Pot. Not only was the soul absorbed, but the Demon Purification Pot also extended two small vines.
As the vines rolled, Han Fei saw… one… two… a total of 27…souls or something was swallowed by the Demon Purification Pot.
The old turtle was trembling. "These are the Great Daos of the demon plant Venerables who haven't been completely absorbed and assimilated by the dragon soul. Although the Great Daos of these Venerables are only average… they were ruthlessly stripped away…"
