Inside the grand hall.
"I have heard that Fellow Daoist Liehuo's fire-element divine abilities are practically unmatched among those of the same rank. Yet here in the lands of North Cold, you ultimately lack the advantage of time and terrain, often encountering troublesome opponents with ice, water, and Yin attributes."
As he spoke of the difficulties, Lin Chang'an's lips curved into a faint smile, his tone unhurried as he spoke slowly.
Upon hearing this, True Lord Liehuo's expression shifted repeatedly. His strength was indeed formidable, but in the lands of North Cold, there were simply too many unfavorable factors.
"What do you mean, Fellow Daoist?"
As it concerned his own combat strength, True Lord Liehuo did not hesitate and directly asked.
Having cultivated to their level, there was no need to beat around the bush when someone had struck straight at one's heart.
Lin Chang'an did not waste words either. Narrowing his eyes, he smiled and said, "Fellow Daoist should have heard of my attainments in the path of refined corpses."
"People outside believe that refined corpses are merely used to command corpses in battle, no different from Magic Treasures or Spirit Pets. Yet they know nothing of the subtleties of corpse refinement." When speaking of the methods in which he excelled, Lin Chang'an's tone carried a trace of pride and disdain for those low-grade outsiders.
"The true art of Corpse Puppets lies in matching them to one's own attributes, reaching a certain alternative realm of dual cultivation..."
As he listened to Lin Chang'an explain the profound principles of Corpse Puppets, True Lord Liehuo nodded inwardly. Although the Ice God Palace was not especially proficient in this field, its foundations were immensely deep, and he did understand such matters.
However, the requirements for accomplishing this were exceptionally harsh.
"As long