Qing Yanjing, My Teacher

Xiao Ze looked at the exceedingly illusory figure and knew that the person before him had not truly survived.

It could not even be considered a remnant soul, merely an obsession of will residing within the token.

The commander before them had likely been a powerful Battle Array Master in life. Only with immensely potent spiritual will could he have preserved his will within the token.

Even after suffering the corrosion of Demonic Energy, as long as the token remained intact, his will could endure for a long time.

"Greetings, Senior. The two of us were fortunate enough to slay that Demon Devourer Tribe member and found this token in the place where it had sealed itself away."

"Excellent! Well killed!"

The armored figure suddenly slapped his thigh, deeply pleased that Xiao Ze had slain that Outer Realm Evil Race member.

"That great war came without warning. The legion under my command fought battle after battle and suffered grievous losses, only to be ambushed by that damned Outer Realm Evil Race. It massacred every last soldier in my legion. I wished I could tear out its tendons and flay its skin!"

The commander spoke through gritted teeth, clearly harboring extreme hatred for that Demon Devourer Tribe member.

"Unfortunately, you two avenged me, yet I have no way to reward you. I am now nothing more than an obsession of will and cannot offer you any reward that would satisfy you."

"Senior, there is no need to say that. The Outer Realm Evil Race is the common enemy of our Great Thousand World. Slaying them is the duty of our generation!"

Xiao Ze hurriedly cupped his hands.

"Good! Only descendants like you can protect the Great Thousand World!"

The commander spoke happily, but when his gaze fell upon the token, it