No sooner said than done.
Daoist Wang dispersed the Soul-Burning True Flame in his hand, called over Number Five's consciousness body, and had the strange soul return to the battle puppet.
He had an idea, but carrying it out would not be simple.
Setting everything else aside, how could he ensure that when these souls approached the Blissful Sky Curtain, they would not be sucked in and turned into an Azure Sky version of the Sea of Grievances? That alone was a major technical challenge.
Only after Wang Jixuan calmed down did he realize:
Cloaked Galinno had never mentioned these hundreds of millions of souls.
Most likely, it did not know how the Blissful Sky Curtain actually operated.
There are still hundreds of millions of souls left. How many aggrieved souls had been consumed before this, keeping the Pillar-Class Blade Beast and the Blissful Sky Curtain running?
Those evil cultivators and demon lords back in my homeland were truly... far too naive.
When Daoist Wang's strange soul returned to the battle puppet, he felt a sense of fullness.
When the strange soul had left, it had merely been a sapling. Now, it had already grown into a crooked-necked tree. Using a secret art to simulate Ghost Gate Pass and stir up all those souls had brought him considerable benefits.
Unfortunately, that feedback had not reached his main body.
—He had also been too cautious, keeping the strange soul and his main body's soul separate from each other.
Wang Jixuan transferred his mind back to his main body and first went to find Fu Jian, telling him to continue the attack as normal. Then he shifted his mind back into the Dragon Python Strange Soul and had Peony produce a standard thought-guidance diagram.
He would use scientific methods to verify mystical