It was clear to see that within the blood mist manifested by Wu Ming, a figure struggled frantically, apparently attempting to break through the barricade of blood mist. Yet despite its deceptively thin appearance, the blood mist was incredibly tough. No matter how the figure battered against it, it could not break through. Above the swirling blood mist, Wu Ming's face slowly emerged from a cloud of blood, and with a sinister chuckle, Wu Ming spoke, "Following the boss does have its perks. If I can devour such a powerful soul, hehe, I wonder what realm I could reach?"