Divine Sense's Arrangement, Han Li Is Dumbfounded!

As for the Divine Sense of Tang San, the God King, Lin was really looking forward to the scene when this Divine Sense met Han Li.

"Big Brother has already given him to me."

As he spoke, Igor took out a black orb of light. Within it, a small pale blue figure struggled incessantly.

"Kid, this Divine Sense—how do you want to deal with it?"

"If you have no ideas, I can make this Divine Sense into a puppet and have him serve as your personal guard!"

Igor watched the little figure's frantic struggles with interest.

"Old man, if you turn him into a puppet, can his soul and consciousness be preserved?"

Lin did not want Tang San's soul to disappear. If it vanished, what would be the point?

Lin wanted to watch him, to see how he himself would slowly shatter Tang San's heart step by step—watch him collapse, watch him cry, watch him go mad, watch him hate.

He wanted him to fall into despair, yet still be unable to resist.

Those who toyed with others would eventually be toyed with themselves.

"Preserving them is possible, but it will take some time."

"It would be faster to turn him into a puppet."

Igor considered it before answering. If he wanted to create a conscious puppet, the process would be quite troublesome.

Fortunately, Tang San's Divine Sense had already been shattered beyond recognition by Lao Yao, so it would not be that troublesome. Otherwise, Igor would have had to wait until Huo Yuhao woke up before he could begin.

"Old man, since it can be done, I want to make him into a conscious puppet."

With a conscious Tang San, Lin could make him watch as his enemies enslaved him, while he could not utter a word of complaint. He could make him watch as Lin crushed all of his lofty ambitions.

Make his father die, make his mother appear before him... That was getting a little too excessive.

Lin had no intention of letting Tang San's Divine Sense off so easily. Letting him retain his consciousness was only so he could be properly tormented.

A conscious Tang San was far more interesting than a dead man.

"Kid, if Tia finds out what you're doing, once he wakes up, he'll definitely give you a good beating."

Igor felt that Lin was a little too ruthless. After all, he was dealing with an enemy; there was no need to go that far.

Mercy? Heh, it did not exist. He did not have that kind of thing.

"Old man, if you knew what this Divine Sense had done, you would feel that what I'm doing is not excessive at all."

Lin spoke calmly. No matter what he did to Tang San now, he felt he deserved it.

Igor was intrigued. What kind of person could do something so utterly heartless?

Seeing the puzzled look on his old man's face, Lin said, "He watched his own wife be violated, and he forced his own daughter's soul into two halves..."

"That is only one of them. His crimes are too numerous to list."

Lin spoke very calmly. As an observer, he had long since grown accustomed to Tang San's deeds.

Igor had not expected Tang San to be such a monster. He himself toyed with the dead, but he was not so deranged as to lay hands on his own daughter.

If Lao Yao knew what kind of person Tang San was, he would probably have directly wiped him out.

"Heh, I never expected him to be this kind of person. Since that is the case, I can give him a body and let him personally experience some suffering."

Igor's face broke into a sinister smile. Yet when that smile fell upon Tang San's Divine Sense, it seemed utterly chilling.

The Ice Emperor listened to the two of them and only felt that people were truly terrifying.

That was the Soul Beast's instinct.

Tang San's Divine Sense had already been stunned senseless. How could he not know what his own actions were like? He desperately wanted to speak, but he could not make any sound.

He could not even control his own body...

He was finished.

"Old man, what materials are needed for the body you mentioned?"

Lin asked curiously. If possible, could Huo Yuhao also be made one?

"Kid, I know what you're thinking."

"The materials I use to make bodies are not suitable for Tia. His strength is too great; it would be best to use gentler materials to make one for him."

"I discussed this issue with him. If possible, it would be best to use materials from his world."

"Materials from this world have no sense of rejection."

"As for this Divine Sense, any material will do."

Igor spoke. A mere body—what good materials did it deserve?

There was no need. Absolutely no need. He was not worthy!

Lin suddenly understood. The materials for constructing a body could vary greatly in quality; it was best to use whatever broken materials were available for him.

"Old man, then in the Mortal Realm, is there a way to extract souls?"

Lin looked toward Igor. In this demiplane of the dead, Igor was the strongest existence.

"First, may I ask something?"

"Kid, do you want to extract someone's soul?"

Igor's gaze fell on Lin. From what he could see, this young man did not seem to have any need to extract a soul.

"Not me. It's Lao Yao..."

Lin pointed at his ring.

"Huh? Don't tell me that ring contains a soul other than Tia's?"

Igor was puzzled. Logically speaking, Lao Yao's strength was formidable. If there truly was a soul inside the ring, how could he possibly have failed to notice it?

"Not exactly. That soul fused with Lao Yao's Strange Fire within his Strange Fire."

"That soul was Lao Yao's old friend, and also his childhood companion."

"Lao Yao helped me with so much. I want to do something for him too."

Lin's words made everyone present feel a little sorry for Lao Yao.

Thinking about it, someone who had once helped Lao Yao but killed his own daughter was Lao Yao's old friend, as well as his childhood companion.

Perhaps that person's death had also been painful for Lao Yao.

Now, the appearance of the undead demi-plane gave Lin hope—hope that he could extract that soul from the Bone Chilling Cold Fire.

Hearing Lin's words, Igor fell silent. A childhood companion? He seemed to have had one too. That had been a childhood sweetheart, but the ending had simply been different.

Brother Tia, I never knew whether I should admire you. In other words, I really do admire you.

After taking a deep breath, Igor did not continue dwelling on his own sorrow. Just as Brother Tia had said, some things were over once they had passed.

"Kid, Tia's Strange Fire isn't something I can touch."

"If I get entangled with it, even I'll be in trouble."

"It's not that there's no way. The solution lies in the undead demi-plane."

"Use the power of the demi-plane to extract his soul—or perhaps it can be called stripping it away."

"But just as you said, his soul has already fused with that Strange Fire."

"The best method is to turn that Strange Fire into his body. You... understand what I mean, right?"

Igor thought for a moment. Relying on himself, he could not accomplish this now. It was too dangerous.

The power of Strange Fire was something even he did not dare touch.

As for this matter, whether there was any hope depended on Lin. By now, Igor had gradually come to rely on Lin.

What happened next would depend on how he handled it. If he wanted to achieve what he desired, the price he had to pay would not be small.

Lin glanced around, quietly making up his mind. The power of a demi-plane, huh?

Tang Hao, Tang Hao, you really did walk right into this yourself. Your usefulness had increased once again.

Tang Hao was already slowly devouring the demi-plane's will. Tang Hao could use it to improve himself completely.

Lin was already calculating everything in his heart.