After Yang Sheng forcibly subjected an enemy to a qualitative transformation of Source Matter, it became shadow, then was reforged into iron in the Forging Furnace through the soul of the Hand of Confinement.
Conversion, storage, then output.
Without any loss or waste, after undergoing three transformations, intangible Source Matter became heavy steel.
Thus, the weight of a soul could be measured through matter.
Just like that, a collective entity formed from countless Shadow Beasts became dozens of tons of Curse Alloy.
The entire process flowed as smoothly as clouds and water. It was not only enough to make everyone's eyes pop, but even Huai Shi felt faintly dazed—this was not even some brand-new ability, merely the development and application of his own Stigmata abilities according to the circumstances.
He had achieved such a result as naturally as breathing.
Even when Huai Shi considered it carefully, nothing about it felt out of place. On the contrary, it felt as though this was how it ought to be.
This was how it should be done.
It seemed to be some instinct hidden at the very bottom of miracles, some tendency in their use.
For Hell...
Yin Souls adapted to Hell, Mountain Ghosts increased resistance, Shao Siming raised vast hordes, while Great Siming regulated the population and turned enemies into the foundation of its own growth.
An ordinary Great Siming did not possess conditions like the Hand of Confinement, Alchemy Fire, and the Forging Furnace, so it could not complete the latter half.
But the first half alone was already terrifying enough.
It drew out an opponent's soul, forcibly transformed it into shadow Source Matter, and stored it in Returning Ruin. Not only could it nourish itself, it could even support the horde and its allies.
As long as there were enough