Within Asir's soul, burned to ashes by Lin Qi, a speck of ash-gray divine light flickered faintly in and out of sight.
Lin Qi watched that unsettling speck of divine light coldly. The Asir he had intended to take as a servant had, in truth, already been controlled by someone else. And judging by Asir's arrogant behavior, so conceited it bordered on utter madness, he had no idea whatsoever that he was under another's control.
The Dragon Witch King frowned as he looked at the speck of divine light Lin Qi had extracted from Asir's soul.
It seemed something interesting had happened, but it was hardly good news for the Undead Abyss. Had some powerful, unfathomable existence set its sights upon the Undead Abyss? Could it be understood that way? A formidable being capable of secretly controlling Asir had targeted the Undead Abyss—otherwise, why would Asir have come here?
"Gou Site, tell me every last detail of how you came into contact with Asir. Otherwise, I will personally erase every trace that your soul ever existed." The Dragon Witch King barked sharply.
Gou Site trembled as he looked at Lin Qi and the Dragon Witch King, hurriedly explaining how he had come into contact with Asir.
No one knew whether it had been Dreamlike or something else entirely. In any case, more than a thousand years ago, while Gou Site was studying an ancient summoning magic array, he suddenly gained insight into something peculiar. Strange ripples, bizarre voices, and scattered images flashed endlessly before his eyes.
Gou Site's soul had become immersed in that inconceivable, wondrous realization. With nearly crazed obsession and astonishing efficiency, he secretly constructed a bone altar. Keeping it hidden from everyone around him, Gou Site activated the bone altar and carried out a bizarre undead sacrifice.