Who Decides Good and Evil?

Each Soul Fruit ripened at a different time—some in as little as a quarter of an hour, others taking half an hour or a full hour. Consuming a Soul Fruit also took time, so after several days, I had only consumed a little over twenty Soul Fruits.

But the effects were extremely obvious. I could clearly feel that my soul power had grown by a huge margin from what it had been at first!

"Souls are divided into four realms: Mortal, Spirit, Heavenly, and Emperor. My soul began at only the middle stage of the Spirit Realm, but now I'm already close to the late stage of the Spirit Realm. Even those fellows from the Hall of Souls would need decades of bitter cultivation to achieve this, wouldn't they?!"

I was utterly shocked. This Soul Burst secret technique was simply too powerful. It definitely was not something an ordinary person could have created. Perhaps it had actually been created by some ancestor of the Soul Clan, then somehow ended up scattered across the continent and was accidentally obtained by Han Xue?

After all, across the entire Dou Qi Continent, only the Hall of Souls and the Soul Clan were most skilled in matters of the soul.

After refining a Dou Emperor-level Soul Fruit, that astonishing sensation of pleasure gradually faded. Still wanting more, I licked my lips and simply took out a Dou Zong-level soul body from the Black Pottery Urn.

This Dou Zong soul body had an extremely high cultivation—he was a full Six Star Dou Zong, one minor realm higher than me. Even across the entire Dou Qi Continent, he could be considered a powerful figure. Yet the Hall of Souls had tortured him badly. Now that I had seized him in my hand, he had no power