Killing in a Fit of Anger
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
A mercury-like soul power engulfed the entire cruise ship immediately. In a moment, everything on the ship appeared in Mo Wen's mind. Within a second, he had easily tracked down Shen Jing's whereabouts.
The soul power died down gradually and dissipated entirely in an instant. It was as though nothing had happened. Mo Wen's face paled, and a dark look flashed through his eyes. A trace of blood trickled out of the corner of his mouth.
He was not an Immortal Cultivator, so he originally would not have been able to perform a soul attack. He could only depend on the hundreds of millions of great mysteries of the soul to force out the soul power. However, doing so took a huge toll on his vigor, and doing it for just a moment had already depleted his soul power entirely. If it had not been for the fact that Shen Jing had disappeared, he would not have used this secret technique so easily.