Xu Yan looked at the Jade Puppet, which had lost its independent consciousness. One part of the puppet's Dao principles—those that had given it consciousness and thought—had been struck by the Heavenly Will Calming Spirit, resulting in signs of disorder.
"If a divine soul occupied it, it could control this Jade Puppet and obtain World Master-level strength."
However, replacing the Jade Puppet and obtaining its power placed considerable demands on the divine soul.
At the very least, the divine soul had to be comparable to a World Master's. Otherwise, it would be unable to control the puppet's Dao principles or take over the power the Jade Puppet possessed.
A World Master would naturally not abandon their own body to occupy this Jade Puppet. Only after losing their body and having no other choice would they make such a decision.
Xu Yan put away the Jade Puppet and continued toward the battlefield. Before he even drew near, his brows lifted as he sensed a familiar aura.
"Netherworld Prison?"
"No, could it be the Blood Demon?"
The aura differed from Netherworld Prison's, yet shared certain similarities. Xu Yan immediately thought of Netherworld Prison's younger brother, the Blood Demon.
"Did Xue Ji replace the Blood Demon?"
Xu Yan restrained his aura and silently approached the battlefield.
"One is a World Master from the Unchanging Divine Palace. Could the other be the Witch Demon?"
The Blood Demon and another World Master were joining forces against the Witch Demon. The battle was extraordinarily fierce.
Boom!
The surging sea of blood raised monstrous waves, turning thousands of miles around the Unchanging Land into a field of crimson.
The Witch Demon's expression was cold and severe, his aura violent and ruthless. He tore through the rolling waves of blood, but the two sides remained locked in a