"No, you can't do this!" Azure Centipede was horrified upon hearing that. "We have an Ancient Pact!"
It did not mind becoming an Artifact Spirit, but if it even forgot the wizard inheritance, then would it still be itself?
"Heh." Feng Jun laughed. "When you're strong, you ambush and scheme. When you're weak, it's the Ancient Pact... You really have no shame."
"Wait, my soul is mutated!" Azure Centipede could not help shouting.
Yet the next moment, an intense pain surged through its mind, so agonizing it tore at its heart and pierced its bones—reaching even its soul!
It instinctively opened its mouth, only to find that it did not even have the strength to scream. All it could do was moan weakly and roll about incessantly.
As Little Yao formed hand seals and extracted its soul, she spoke disdainfully. "Tch, a mutated soul... Do you really think cell walls are useless?"
Plant souls were naturally somewhat weaker, but their ability to resist soul contamination was also far beyond that of Human Race cultivators.
Little Yao had previously only known that this was the case. She did not really understand why plants possessed such an advantage.
But when she had mentioned it to Big Sister some time ago, Big Sister had said it was because they had cell walls, whereas the Human Race only had cell membranes.
Of course, once plants took human form, they became no different from the Human Race, but a species' innate advantages still remained to some extent.
That was why she showed absolutely no mercy as she extracted the other party's soul consciousness.
In only around ten minutes, she had extracted seventy percent of its soul consciousness. The little girl could not help snorting. "You lied again!"
How could Azure Centipede still have the energy