Although Yao Xian had lived a thousand years ago and had not witnessed the birth of Soul Hall, he had learned much from the Yao Clan disciples who came to the Heavenly Tomb. Naturally, he was no stranger to the signature Soul Chains.
But that familiarity was limited to mere knowledge.
As for their true power, as a Saint Stage Great Master, he naturally would not pay much attention to a technique used by figures such as Guardians and Heavenly Venerates.
But what was Black Demon Lightning?
Had Soul Hall now evolved to the point where it could use Black Demon Lightning to hunt souls?
What a joke.
Watching the icy chains surge forth like a torrent of steel, Yao Xian's body stiffened unusually, and even his soul trembled faintly without pause.
"Black Demon Lightning is a natural marvel that even Half-Saints of the Lightning Clan do not dare touch lightly, yet a little girl like you managed to subdue it?"
Yao Xian's pupils contracted repeatedly. He felt a fatal threat continuously stimulating every part of his four limbs and hundred bones before he finally said quietly, "In my view, this power should not belong to you, should it?"
"You could say I used a few tricks."
Hun Ruoruo smiled casually, looking utterly at ease. "But you are right. This power is indeed at my disposal now."
Aside from her own role in bringing Black Demon Lightning into being, the Ninth-grade Pills and the order of the Great Heavenly Venerate had both been indispensable. Strictly speaking, it could not truly be considered her own power.
But since she was going to make enemies of Saints, she naturally had to use every means at her disposal, without restraint. She felt no psychological burden over it.
"After all, when facing a perceptive