This battle was a complete victory, slaying 99 members of the Divine Race!
This invigorated all the beings in the universe as if they were injected with adrenaline.
However, after a brief moment of joy, Huang Xiaolong collected his emotions and brought the corpses of the 99 Divine Race members to the Underworld.
Inside a grand hall, the 99 Divine Race corpses emanated golden light, all laid out on jade platforms.
The entire hall was filled with the scent of death and decay.
It was essentially a morgue.
"These guys just died, their remaining memories should be relatively intact~~" Huang Xiaolong chuckled, then promptly used a soul-searching secret technique to continuously absorb and collect.
Soon, above each Divine Race corpse, a soccer ball-sized substance condensed.
That was the remnant soul.
Within each cluster of remnant souls, it was like playing a movie, replaying the life experiences of each Divine Race member.
Their lives, too, had been rather enriching.
