Qin Fengming had always been cautious and never treated anything lightly.
Faced with a super sect of the Ghost Realm, he understood all too well that its strength was beyond his ability to fathom. If he wanted to keep himself safe, he had to remain fully on guard, without relaxing even the slightest bit.
He had to be even more careful with anything bestowed by the Yellow Springs Palace.
The moment the blood essence touched the soul essence, the latter suddenly became remarkably lively, sweeping away its earlier listlessness.
The soul essence sank into the blood essence, which amounted to just under half a teacup. The dark red blood slowly faded in color. In merely the time it took to drink a cup of tea, nothing remained but a puddle of viscous liquid. All the essence within the blood had been absorbed by the soul essence.
Although the soul essence had not grown in size, it now appeared far more vigorous.
After studying it with furrowed brows for a moment, Qin Fengming formed hand seals again. Streams of incantations poured from his mouth as his hands continued moving without pause. He had actually begun using the Soul Restraining Technique.
Qin Fengming had no fear of that wisp of soul essence. Even if it became a hundred times stronger, he could suppress it in an instant. Still, he preferred to take a little extra trouble and bind it completely under his control.
For Qin Fengming, feeding the soul essence with other cultivators' blood essence would also allow it to grow stronger.
There were still quite a few cultivators inside his Spirit Beast Bracelet. Even if he wanted this weak soul essence to devour their soul essences, he was confident he could accomplish it.
But doing so would inevitably draw the attention