Moreover, before refining it, there was another procedure that invited the wrath of heaven and the resentment of man: every living being connected to this cultivator had to be killed, even those whose names were merely known.
Then, their blood would be used to sacrifice and refine the Yin General, filling it with sufficient resentment. The greater the resentment, the greater this Yin General's potential.
And for a Yin General at the half-step Heavenly Immortal level, it was difficult to imagine just how immense its resentment must be. What was more, to nurture a Yin General to such a degree, who knew how many living beings Blood Daoist had slaughtered.
The level of resentment determined a Yin General's potential, and the way to grow stronger was to continuously devour yin energy. But how could devouring yin energy compare to devouring the divine souls of other cultivators?
This Blood Daoist truly was a lunatic devoid of all humanity. One had to know that once a Yin General lost control, the first person it would kill would be him.
Because he was the one who had created the Yin General's resentment. The more the Yin General hated him, the greater its resentment; the greater its resentment, the higher its limit for growth. In other words, the master and the Yin General were completely bound together.
With such immense hatred, there was no guarantee the Yin General would not lose control. Besides, its master's cultivation was even lower than its own.
Blood Daoist was merely at the peak of the Earth Immortal realm, yet he dared to keep a half-step Heavenly Immortal Yin General. Worse still, he was continuing to nurture it. Anyone with half a brain would have stopped feeding it.
He should wait until his own cultivation had risen enough for