The blue-robed demon cultivator, although not weak in strength, was easily slain by the combined efforts of Liu Ming and the two others. His body was even burned to ash by the ghostly fire from Kuimu.
Not far away, Liu Ming, with black qi entwining his hand, was holding a small ball of pale green light. Inside it, a faint blue shadow writhed desperately like a centipede, but it couldn't escape the black fog at all.
It was the soul of the blue-robed demon cultivator. The moment it tried to flee after the trio suppressed and killed his body, Liu Ming was prepared and captured it with the Dragon-Tiger Hell Technique.
"Speak, how did you find us? If you confess truthfully, I can grant you a swift end and let your soul reincarnate. Otherwise, we won't hesitate to use soul-searching techniques and scatter your soul to the winds," Liu Ming said indifferently as he stared at the soul in his hand.