"You and I have been master and servant for so long. It is not that I do not trust you; I am merely preparing for every eventuality."
"I have already removed the Source Blood restriction. It would affect your normal cultivation. But I must plant a Servant Seal in you, lest someone control you at a critical moment and make you turn against me and stab me in the back."
"Hand over your Soul Blood!"
Inside a carriage veiled in spirit light, Luo Chen spoke slowly to Black King, who was curled up beneath his seat.
His words were not without reason.
Han Zhan's example was right before his eyes.
Aside from its innate devouring and digestion abilities, Black King's talent demon art had much in common with the Nascent Soul-capturing power of Luo Chen's Natal Magic Treasure, the Primal Chaos Cauldron. If it were unleashed in a surprise attack from behind, even Luo Chen would have to suffer for it.
Yet desolate beasts, creatures that possessed tyrannical strength, had low intelligence and weak Divine Souls, making them exceedingly easy for Soul Dao experts to control.
Black King was particularly disadvantaged in this regard.
Though he was not unintelligent, his cultivation time had ultimately been too short. Even if his realm had soared, he could not temper his Divine Soul Foundation through the years.
Unlike Luo Chen. Though his cultivation years had been brief, his Divine Soul Foundation had always been deep, and he had long since made up for this weakness.
Luo Chen had not raised the matter before because he had been occupied with bitter cultivation, and Black King had only recently broken through. Extracting Soul Blood then would have harmed his cultivation.
Now that they had left Dragon Abyss Island and had to face the storms and