These words sounded very reasonable.
However, as Ling Han looked at those Yin souls that were endlessly advancing in the distance, he shook his head, and asked, "Why do these Yin souls not devour each other?"
"This… I don't know either," the great yin soul said.
Ling Han laughed loudly, "My memory is not that bad. Previously, when you came, your first words were 'why Yin souls are missing'. As it turned out, it was I who had cut off the yin souls here. Thus, you are deliberately guiding these Yin souls to some place."
The great yin soul was dumbfounded. Why was this living soul's intelligence so high?
"Do you think that I have just developed intelligence like you?" Ling Han scoffed. Their intelligence were on two completely different levels.
The great Yin soul was rendered speechless.
"Don't forget, you only have one chance," Ling Han said calmly.