Chen Ke and Ying Baiyi stood in the elevator in silence.
Ying Baiyi, bored, leaned against one side, staring blankly at the top of the elevator, while Chen Ke was checking the soul list, examining the big and small soul fragments one by one.
Whenever he crushed a soul, it would not only extend his life but also replenish his lifespan to the maximum limit unconditionally.
The most cost-effective time to use them was when his life force could no longer be replenished by the aura of killing and was nearly depleted. Using these souls could address an urgent need while also expanding the limit.
Moreover, for Chen Ke, souls were a consumable item. He could use them to open doors back and forth between the Great Void and the real world—who knows what else they would be good for in the future.
So, looking at the 42 souls in his hand, he did not crush them all at once. Instead, he picked out the smallest one, placed it in his palm—this soul could sustain him for an additional hour.
