Muddy Ant Mountain provided a trillion souls every day.
In the past few dozen days, Lu Cang had accumulated tens of trillions of souls, and he had barely spent any.
He had enough to summon Bai several hundred times.
However, Bai was simply too uncontrollable. He was still shaken from the experience of the last Summoning.
'And I don't even know if there are any other side effects.'
Besides, it would take an entire sea region down with it every time.
Lu Cang felt his grudge against the Moon Sea wasn't that deep. Under most circumstances, it was best not to summon Bai…
The Death Spell, Void Nether, coalesced at the tip of his staff.
This Death Spell, an evolution of Spirit Burst, was the one Lu Cang was most comfortable using.
Whenever his Mage or Death Priest Level increased, the first new Magic Lu Cang would learn was always this type—a pure spell of destruction fueled by sacrificing souls.
HUMMM—
An incredibly violent fluctuation formed within the six Cores.
