Wu Heng walked up to the completely subdued Flayer, looked at the two clusters of scarlet soul-fire still struggling and beating, then reached out and lightly pressed a finger against the center of its brow bone.
A complex dark contract rune slowly emerged and branded itself into place.
With this powerful ancient evil spirit serving as both "nourishment" and a "cover," the Evil Spirit Puppet's power could be displayed more reasonably in this world.
The purpose of his trip had already been achieved.
Deep within the cold, gloomy cave, the thin air warped under violent energy fluctuations.
The blood-red evil spirit—the Flayer—was firmly bound at the center of a complex, hastily constructed ritual array by countless tentacles flashing with metallic-colored runes.
Wu Heng sat cross-legged outside the ritual array, his eyes slightly closed and his hands forming an awkward, eerie seal.
Like a statue, the Evil Spirit Puppet's massive body blocked the side of the passage, leaving only a narrow amount of space.
At the same time, it served as the hub for energy transmission and the vessel for the contract, continuously pouring Wu Heng's will and power into the ritual array.
They washed over and dismantled the ancient evil spirit's fundamental will, attempting to imprint upon it an indelible brand of loyalty.
This was a forbidden ritual originating from an ancestor of the Morik Family, refined by Wu Heng.
What originally required centuries of painstaking effort had been forcibly shortened through the Evil Spirit Puppet as a bridge.
After all, going from zero to one was the hardest part. Going from one to two was much easier.
What that Morik Family ancestor had envisioned was doomed to fail for anyone in this world other than Wu Heng.
No wonder it had never appeared in the story.
After all, this