Sure enough, within just a moment, an Undead Knight clad in heavy deep-sea sunken silver armor and riding a skeletal warhorse strode over respectfully. Dangling from its massive skeletal scythe was a terrified soul—none other than that of the Fire Evil Tyrant.
"Hard work."
Huo Yuhao smiled and nodded, pulling the Fire Evil Tyrant's fleeing remnant soul over to him. Within the Undead Semi-Plane, what spirit could possibly have the right to escape at will? The undead creatures covering the mountains and plains were all Huo Yuhao's eyes and ears; even the dead soul of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast would find itself bowing its neck for the slaughter here, let alone this Fire Evil Tyrant with a mere seventy thousand years of cultivation. Looking at the struggling Fire Evil Tyrant in his hand, Huo Yuhao felt a hint of curiosity.
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