Su mo did not answer Ye Ying. Instead, he stared at the dozens of people who were bound under the soul sea.
There were a total of 37 of them, and their cultivation levels were completely indiscernible.
This might be because their cultivation was sealed, or there was some other reason.
Moreover, nine of them should have already died. There was no sign of life at all, and their bodies were filled with the aura of death.
The auras of the other 28 people were very faint, but su mo could feel the fluctuations of their life force.
After all, he was proficient in the great Dao of life and death, and his perception of life and death was many times stronger than others.
Buzzzzzz!
Su mo came to a dead man and carefully examined him and the stone pillar and tentacles that bound him.
The stone pillar was pitch-black, and its entire body was radiant. The tentacles on it were like vines that grew out of the stone pillar.