Ming Xuan did not hesitate; he immediately gathered up all the Resentful Spirits one by one.
He patted the bulging bag, and a triumphant smile crossed the corner of his mouth, making him feel a good deal more at ease.
"I never imagined that only Baisu and the three seniors would manage to survive that Lao Immortal's soul-refinement technique," he thought to himself in secret, unable to suppress a growing wave of anxiety as he wondered how many of his fellow disciples might also have come to this place.
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