After realizing this, He Song inwardly cursed his rotten luck.
Although he had considered this possibility before.
And he had indeed felt that the Yin Soul Sect Master might have died somewhere from wounds too severe.
He had also felt that the chances of such a thing were truly small.
Therefore, before truly learning of this matter, He Song had still held considerable hope.
There was no helping it.
The Yin Soul Sect Master had been a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator.
Moreover, he possessed a Spirit Transformation inheritance.
Who could truly believe that he would die in an encirclement?
If it had been He Song.
Even when facing an encirclement by several cultivators of the same rank, he would have been able to face it calmly.
At the very least, he would not have silently died in some corner like the Yin Soul Sect Master, without rhyme or reason.
Such a situation.
Seemed utterly inconceivable to He Song.
However.
Perhaps it was also because the current He Song was simply too powerful, making the Yin Soul Sect Master appear exceptionally fragile.
After all, the methods He Song possessed were not something other Nascent Soul Cultivators could compare to.
When ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivators faced an encirclement by several cultivators of the same rank, they could not remain as calm as He Song, much less casually strike back and kill them.
The gap between He Song's current methods and strength and those of ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivators had, in truth, already become enormous.
After He Song saw this man's features clearly and confirmed that he was indeed the Yin Soul Sect Master.
He hesitated briefly.
Then swiftly controlled the many puppets outside. With the Nascent Soul concealment grand formation already present here as a foundation, he set up formation after