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2After searching for a few streets, he finally met a figure that had his back facing him.

Looking at the figure, he was a little excited. It all depended on this time if he could get any more orange smoke.

Then, he controlled the God Slaughtering Saber as he carefully flew behind the figure.

However, just as he was about to allow the God Slaughtering Knife to poke the back of this figure, he realized that he hadn't sealed off the surrounding space yet.

If the space wasn't sealed, even if he killed this figure, he wouldn't be able to stop the orange smoke.

He thought for a while and called for the spatial crack in his mind. He asked if the spatial crack could seal the surrounding space. The spatial crack excitedly said, "It can seal."

Then, the spatial crack trembled and quickly flew out from his brain, forming a ball on the outside.

"Seal off the space here!"

He said to the spatial crack in a deep voice.

The spatial crack trembled for a moment, and then the sphere quickly grew larger. Soon, it surrounded the entire street, including both Niu Thirteen and the figure with its back facing him.

In the blink of an eye, they appeared in the middle of the sphere of spatial rifts.

"Very good!"

Niu Thirteen looked at the chaos around him. This was the space inside the rift, and there was no way out.

He relaxed and let the God Slaughtering Knife swiftly fly behind the figure. Then, the God Slaughtering Knife lightly poked the figure's back.

Boom!

This figure was just like the others. It instantly fell to the ground and turned into ashes.

An orange cloud of smoke also rose from the place of his death, but it wouldn't be able to escape if it reached the top.

When Niu Thirteen saw that he couldn't get out of the orange smog, he was overjoyed. Then, he communicated with the spatial rifts.

The spatial crack trembled, and a large hand suddenly appeared in the air. The hand instantly grabbed the orange mist in the air.

In addition, he brought the orange smog to the front of Ox Thirteen, who stared at the smog in front of him.

Then, he recalled the actions of the Soul Devouring Race from before.

He opened his mouth and sucked in the orange smoke.

As soon as the orange smoke entered his mouth, it rushed madly into his body.

His body trembled, and then he felt comfortable.

Finally, an orange light appeared above his head.

"So comfortable!"

He opened his eyes and instantly understood why the Soul Devouring Race members would have such a comfortable expression when absorbing the orange smoke. It was because absorbing the orange smoke felt so good.

After he quickly absorbed the orange smoke, the spatial crack returned to his mind.

The spatial rift disappeared, and his figure reappeared on the street. There was no one around.

He took a deep breath and continued his search for the next intersection. He needed to absorb more orange smoke.

After walking through a few streets, he realized that there was no longer that kind of person.2

His heart tightened. Could it be that everyone had done the same thing and killed off all these silhouettes?

He quickly searched. Finally, a figure with its back facing him appeared in front of him. He heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that very few people knew of this method.

He walked over happily.

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