A cultivator splitting his own soul essence was absolutely nothing like cutting a cake apart, taking a sharp blade and hacking at it as he pleased. It was an extremely perilous process.
It required the combination of willpower and spellcraft.
The process was fraught with danger. If anything went wrong, the result would be the dissipation of both the Dao and the soul.
Although cultivators sometimes used techniques to split off a strand of soul essence and possess an object, spirit beast, or spirit insect, the amount of soul essence split from the main soul for such possession was extremely small. Whether in terms of soul energy or consciousness, it could only be used for monitoring or guarding and would possess no formidable strength.
For a split soul to possess powerful strength, it was necessary to integrate more of the main body's soul essence and completely replicate one's own spiritual sense.
Each time a split soul was created, it was as if the main soul had used a dull knife to cut itself apart. The agony and torment were indescribable, and success could not be achieved through endurance alone.
It was no exaggeration to describe splitting soul essence as a narrow escape from death.
Now, looking at the movements displayed by the dozens of Mature Form demonic insects and the humanlike emotions revealed in their gazes, Qin Fengming was utterly certain that the bodies of these dozens of Mature Form demonic insects were all under the control of the Cyan Cicada Demon Lord's soul essence.
The Cyan Cicada Demon Lord's main soul had actually split off dozens of soul essences capable of controlling powerful Queen Insects. Even though Qin Fengming was well-informed and had experienced countless things, this sudden realization still made his mind buzz violently.
"What did you say?