It was only a pity that, limited by his realm and by the intelligence available to him, he still found it difficult to sort out the cause from the clues before him alone.
Of course, what was even more regrettable was this.
Even though he knew full well that the True Immortal Remnant Soul coveted and coveted by the great Demon Gods lay right here, he had no way to gain any benefit from it.
It was like entering a mountain of treasure and returning empty-handed.
There was no other reason. Though this True Immortal Remnant Soul was imprisoned, who knew whether the Feather Dragon Clan's Tribulation Transcendence ancestor had set a trap here...
Once the Feather Dragon Clan ancestor noticed him, with his current cultivation, he would still find it difficult to confront that ancestor head-on. He could not possibly wander the various realms once again for an opportunity whose fortune or disaster he did not know.
If he had the chance to find this True Immortal Remnant Soul again near the holy lands of other dominant clans... then perhaps he would not need to worry so much.
However, just as Wei Tu was about to shift his gaze away and retreat from the vicinity of Heaven's Will Prison—
He suddenly seemed to think of something. He focused his attention once more and began observing the headless True Immortal Remnant Soul, which had only an upper body, again.
"Those two imprisoned hands are not merely struggling. They look more like... they are forming some nameless incantation?" Wei Tu's gaze flickered. His own hands immediately began reproducing, movement for movement, the hand seals formed by the True Immortal Remnant Soul.
Yet unfortunately, no matter how he formed those hand seals or mobilized the immortal power within his body... he failed