Capturing the soul of Fang Hanshu was not a difficult task for Li Che.
After all, Fang Hanshu's cultivation was not very high now. Even with the help of the Chief Supervisor's Heaven and Earth Will Power, that was not Fang Hanshu's own power.
Thus, Li Che completed the soul capture with ease.
Countless ink-colored lights intertwined, misty and surging, as if black clouds from the sky had descended to the human world.
Slowly, the Vast River began to surge.
Fang Hanshu's scholarly robe fluttered, his beautiful beard fluttered, and his eyes slowly opened, revealing a look of lonely confusion and astonishment.
The clanging sound of chains echoed around, because Li Che had forcibly captured Fang Hanshu from the Netherworld.
Fang Hanshu's beautiful beard fluttered, he appeared somewhat amazed, somewhat enlightened, and with bright eyes, he looked at Li Che.
He finally understood why those cultivators who entered Mo City Fengdu had betrayed their original allegiance.
