Martial Soul: Be a Saint

The masked man in black said no more. He took out a black bead from his storage ring and threw it over to Huang Mei.    

    

"This is a Soul Devouring Orb that can erode martial spirits. If you use it against that brat, your royal family will definitely make him suffer a fate worse than death! Also, let me advise you that curiosity can kill people. Don't blame me for not reminding you! "    

    

With that, he vanished into thin air, as if he had never appeared.    

    

After a long while, when the two of them confirmed that the other had truly left, they finally let out a sigh of relief in their hearts.    

    

In her hand was a Soul Devouring Orb the size of a pigeon egg. Her brows tightly knitted, and her expression became serious.    

    

After some thought, his gaze shifted to Han Bing beside him. He immediately turned to Han Shanyue and asked tentatively, "Hall Master Han, what do you think about this matter?"    

    

His thoughts raced, but he discovered that he did not have any clues either. He shook his head towards her and replied slowly: "This matter is very strange, I think this person has some other plan, but logically speaking, such a strong person should not be plotting against us, so I am temporarily unable to figure it out!"    

    

As he said that, he condensed a strand of soul consciousness, and swept it towards the black pearl in Huang Mei's hand.    

    

Tss tss …    

    

When the soul consciousness swept across it, the black Soul Devouring Orb seemed to instantly boil.    

    

Ah …    

    

The next moment.    

    

Han Bing held onto the temples on both sides of his head and let out a blood-curdling screech as he arched his body like a shrimp.    

    

Looking carefully, his face was pale and cold sweat trickled down his face.    

    

When Huang Meiniang saw him, her eyebrows knitted together. She hurriedly asked him, "Hall Master Han, why …" "Ahh!"    

    

However, as soon as she spoke, before she could finish, she let out a shrill cry, then her voice abruptly stopped.    

    

At that moment, the black Soul Devouring Orb at her fingertip suddenly released a black mist that looked like ink.    

    

In the blink of an eye, it had dyed half of her palm completely black. A bone-piercing chill spread out from the palm of her hand and covered her entire body, causing her to subconsciously throw down the black Soul Devouring Orb.    

    

But just like that, she felt as if she had fallen into a river of ice. That bone-piercing coldness caused her heart to tremble.    

    

It wasn't over yet. The blackness which had invaded her hand was now spreading out rapidly. In the blink of an eye, her hand had turned pitch black.    

    

It scared her so much that she hurriedly used her Martial Yuan to force the cold unknown gas out of her body.    

    

However, she was shocked to discover that the ink-black unknown gas was much more difficult to dispel than she had imagined.    

    

It was only a few hours later when she almost exhausted all of the Martial Essence in her body that she was able to completely dispel the black gaseous substance that had invaded her palm.    

    

She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and took a deep breath in, calming her restless heart. Her gaze swept across the tea table in the distance, and found that the Soul Devouring Orb had already returned to its original state. She was carefully brought back by her subordinates.    

    

He did not expect that a mere Soul Devouring Orb would possess such a shocking and bizarre power.    

    

He really did agree with the man in black. Curiosity would kill people.    

    

Just before, she had thought she was going to die, but luckily she held on.    

    

Shifting her gaze away from the Soul Devouring Orb, she turned to the side. Her complexion had recovered a little bit of the blood-colored ice, and she could not help but frown.    

    

"Hall Master Han, what's going on? Why did such a change happen to the Soul Devouring Orb before this?"