"I can be a dog. As long as I don't die, that's enough."
Inside the sea of consciousness, the Thousand Hand Demonic Sect Master's expression shifted for a moment before he suddenly asked,
"What do you think?"
Lin Fan asked in return.
He fell silent for a moment, then suddenly twisted his face into a savage grimace. "Then let's die together."
The insect-form Soul Body suddenly began to glow, like a bomb on the verge of exploding. Terrifying energy fluctuations radiated throughout the entire space of consciousness.
At that moment, Kumuzi understood and struck first. Although his soul power was no longer what it had once been, it still far surpassed that of the Thousand Hand Demonic Sect Master.
A ghastly pale Ghost Hand abruptly seized the insect-form Soul Body. A strange force instantly suppressed it, and the energy that had been on the verge of exploding rapidly subsided.
Kumuzi licked his lips, then immediately activated Soul Search.
Crack!
At that moment, the insect-form Soul Body suddenly split apart, transforming into fragments of soul.
Kumuzi froze. "A restriction was placed on his soul."
He hurriedly looked at Lin Fan guiltily, but the latter showed no sign of blaming him. Only then did Kumuzi open his huge mouth and swallow the drifting soul fragments in one gulp.
The black torrent had already dispersed, and the three ancient demons were guarding Lin Fan's true body layer upon layer.
A moment later, Lin Fan opened his eyes. His entire aura had become several times more vigorous than before.
As the Soul Slave grew stronger, Lin Fan, its master, received a corresponding boost as well.
The Thousand Hand Demonic Sect Master's schemes had run deep. He had set up an array in advance in the Sword Sect's Forbidden Land to suppress cultivators' True Essence.