Next came the time to wait for White Wind to work his magic.
Little Six's life-soul awakened the ability to control realms. Its soul power took the form of "realms" to seal off each of the Northern Star King's shattered spirit bodies.
Its many tiny infant souls spawned tiny soul realms, somewhat similar to Silver Dust's methods.
Every spirit-body-shaped fate particle of the Northern Star King was sealed within a tiny soul realm. Once those spirit-body fate particles were isolated and torn apart, the structure of his entire brain star organ was likewise severed—as though his brain had been chopped into hundreds of millions of pieces. His core consciousness was on the verge of dispersing!
If the Northern Star King had not been heavily wounded, it would certainly have been difficult for White Wind to achieve complete sealing and total control. But now, Xing Xuandao was in the Astral God Origin state, his body and mind shattered and riddled with holes. With White Night and White Ling assisting, and Xianxian paralyzing and infecting his fleshly body, this once-unrivaled tyrant of the Northern Suppression Bureau, the nightmare of countless girls, could only whimper in despair and groan pitifully in Li Tianming's hands.
As the realm control spread in full, the Northern Star King's will was suppressed to its lowest point. Any further, and he might have his soul scattered and his form destroyed.
"Success."
White Wind looked utterly relaxed as it chuckled. "He has now completely lost control over his Eonic God body. He can't even control a single eyelash. His remaining consciousness can only serve as a spectator."
Though he was clearly the owner of that body, he had become a spectator to himself. The feeling was like being parasitized by venomous insects. How despairing and miserable it was, perhaps