"If word got out, you'd be revered by thousands in the future, perhaps even worshipped for millennia."
Soul Spirit.
Soul Ring.
Success lay in martial souls, and failure lay in martial souls.
To break through, one had to obtain Soul Rings. How long did it take for a Soul Beast to reach a hundred years? Unless it possessed exceptional talent or encountered a fortunate opportunity, it would take at least decades. Yet even a Soul Master who awakened with only Soul Power at Rank Three or Four could reach their first ring within four or five years at the latest.
As humanity's overall strength rose, the number of Soul Beasts would certainly become insufficient in the future. Artificial Soul Spirits were undoubtedly a perfect solution.
"Perhaps."
Electrolux did not care about such things.
Days passed one after another.
Although Electrolux had approved it, An Zhen had no intention of immediately revealing the method of Soul Spirits. How would he explain its origins? Even if he had the method, so what? Shrek was a great enemy of Soul Beasts.
Of course, even if the Soul Beasts were unwilling, Electrolux had ways to deal with them.
Holy Necromancer.
In terms of mastery over souls alone, even the God Kings of the God Realm could not compare to him at his peak.
He could simply force the issue.
But without question, those abilities could not be displayed openly.
At sunset, a handsome youth strolled along the shore of Sea God Lake. If a high-level Soul Master had been present, they would have been shocked to discover that the surrounding energy of heaven and earth was converging upon him at an astonishing speed. He was like a bottomless abyss, constantly devouring the energy around him. Even the flowers and grass along his path