"Wave!"
As Wang Zijia's gaze fell on the originally invisible soul line, the line trembled violently, straightened out, and then snapped instantly.
The moment the soul line broke, Tuobafeihu, who stood before Wang Zijia, stiffened, his soul instantly obliterated, and his corpse disintegrated into a puddle of blood mud.
Wang Zijia paused momentarily, then chuckled, "Well, you've truly mastered the essence of lingering. Quite interesting."
Seeing this, Li Feipeng spoke up, "Has he escaped, Master? Should we pursue him?"
Wang Zijia lifted the item in his hand and responded, "Pursue what? I wasn't here to exorcise demons in the first place. Let him go. Although it's not that he couldn't be caught, considering how he fled, it would take at least a few days of pursuit. I can't be bothered to expend that effort."
Wang Zijia tentatively activated the book again, casting a wide net of vague sensing for the last component, but ultimately found nothing.
