"How... how could this be... Who exactly is he..." Ghost Thirteen's face could only be described as deathly pale.
As a disciple of the Soul Refining Sect, he knew the capabilities of the Soul Refining Art all too well. Not to mention the Soul Refining Mist Sea that filled him with terror—even the number of Soul-Locking Chains he had glimpsed was enough to shatter his worldview.
When Soul Refining Sect disciples cultivated the Soul Refining Art, they could summon at most thirty-six Soul-Locking Chains during the Deity Transformation stage. That was the limit, and only those with exceptional talent could reach it. Even among the top hundred disciples, quite a few had failed to attain the full thirty-six chains.
Ghost Thirteen's talent and strength had earned him his current standing within the Soul Refining Sect, which already spoke volumes. Even so, cultivating thirty-six Soul-Locking Chains during the Deity Transformation stage had taken immense effort, and he had nearly failed.
At the Void Refinement stage, the maximum number of Soul-Locking Chains a Soul Refining Sect disciple could achieve was seventy-two. This was likewise the limit of that cultivation level. Ghost Thirteen had only attained his current rank of thirteen after cultivating his chains to seventy-two during his most recent breakthrough.
Yet just now, the Soul Refining Mist Sea he had seen contained Soul-Locking Chains as countless as innumerable tentacles. Though he could not calculate their exact number, Ghost Thirteen was certain that there were more than seventy-two.
"Could this person be a traitorous elder of our Soul Refining Sect? How can he be this terrifying?" Ghost Thirty-Two's body trembled slightly. It was not because he was cowardly, but because the soul pressure emanating from the surroundings was simply too horrifying. This was the first time, as a disciple of the Soul