Moldy, Grievous Ghost

Yun Heng willed himself to take two steps forward as he stared at Yi Qing in fright. Something flashed across his face as he anxiously said, "Fellow Daoist, do you mean that there are other ways to deal with deviant ghosts?"

Yi Qing's expression darkened. "It is obvious that these deviant ghosts have been formed with hundreds of thousands of remnant souls. Remnant souls are also parts of souls. You would know that the Soul-Extinguishing Array would destroy whole souls. There is no way that these souls will survive the array!"

The more he spoke, the angrier he got. At first, he thought that Yun Heng could not be a bad person if he had a glow of merit around his body. Yi Qing did not think that Yun Heng would be one to suggest extinguishing a hundred thousand remnant souls. Cultivators aside - even demons would not think about doing something like that.

Yet, nobody around thought much of it. Instead, they looked at Yi Qing angrily.