Black Goose City, government office.
Gao Wusheng let go of the last body, still warm, and heaved a long sigh.
Bang!
He casually tossed the body onto the ground.
She had been his favorite concubine, charming and enchanting to the utmost.
But in that moment, even she had her Living Soul taken by him, to be used as sustenance for his wound recovery.
Gao Wusheng's expression became slightly better, he walked out of the room and stepped outside.
In the vast expanse of the government office, not a single living being remained besides him!
Anything that had a living Spirituality had its Living Soul absorbed by him.
Only...
It was not enough!
Gao Wusheng's face turned grim.
The cut and arrow from Qin Zheng had done substantial damage to his soul.
It was far beyond what the Living Souls of a few or even a dozen people could mend!
Moreover, even if he recovered from his injury, if that Qin Zheng came to hunt him again, he would hardly escape death.
