At this moment, Qin Fengming no longer cared about the Dragon Soul Beast. His sole aim was to make everyone on He Yang Island surrender their souls to him.
He had suddenly realized something: relying on his own strength alone, trying to obtain enough benefits on Black Mist Island, where there were several thousand Integration stage cultivators, was simply unrealistic.
If he could gather over a hundred cultivators and then deal with the other cultivators, it would definitely be a scene of tremendous shock. Those with the courage to resist would not be in the majority.
Integration stage cultivators were all arrogant and would not easily join forces with many others. Generally, their groups would number no more than ten. If he could gather a large number of cultivators, they would become a force capable of sweeping across the entire Black Mist Island.
And the simplest and most practical way to make so many cultivators obey was to control their souls.
As long as they handed over a wisp of their essence souls, which was then sealed inside a soul artifact after the technique was performed, those who had surrendered their souls would have no choice but to obey and dare not act rashly.
Thus, he had merely said that he wanted them to help him complete one task, after which he would return their souls. This was also to prevent them from developing a death wish and desperately resisting to the bitter end.
"Hmph. If you wanted some other treasures, this Zhang could hand them over. But you want this Zhang to surrender his soul and place his life under your control? That is absolutely impossible. This Zhang admits he is no match for you, but if he wants to leave, you will also find it difficult to stop