These were demon seeds.
He Ping knew that the two men and two women rushing over were disciples of the North Water Divine Palace.
"An opportunity like this is rare. These minor characters are perfect for letting us infiltrate the North Water Divine Palace and stir up storms!"
He unleashed a rain of gold that filled the sky, concealing demon seeds within it. Before the four could react, demon seeds drifted down and plunged straight into their minds. Senior Brother Lü swayed, as though utterly bewitched, and froze motionless in midair.
"Senior Brother Lü!"
Seeing that things had gone awry, the woman holding the talismanic decree stirred the sword-light at her side. Yet the demon seeds were treacherous; before she could unleash the flying sword's power, two streams of dharma force struck her from behind.
"Senior Brother Chen, Junior Sister Jiao?!"
The other two young cultivators had already been controlled by demon seeds. The woman still tried to struggle, but Senior Brother Lü gave a low shout and flicked his fingertip, firing a demon seed into her body.
She could not resist either. Once a demon seed entered the body, all manner of illusions arose—bewildering and inverted, born and extinguished in an instant. These young cultivators possessed scant dharma force to begin with; in the blink of an eye, their minds were beguiled by the demon seeds he had released, and they became He Ping's slaves completely.
Using the secret art of the Seed Demon Technique to manipulate these four young cultivators, He Ping let his thoughts seep into their memories. In an instant, more intelligence concerning the North Water Divine Palace was laid bare.
From the memories of these four, he learned that the North Water Divine Palace possessed a tightly structured lineage. The head of the Divine Palace