Then, with a flick of his finger, Xiao Yao sent an earthy yellow Magic Core flying from his Storage Ring, accurately dropping it into the small hole in the corpse's chest.
After finishing this, Xiao Yao took a jade bottle from his Storage Ring. Contained within it was Wu Protector's soul.
"Hehe, using Wu Protector's soul together with his original body, their compatibility will be perfect. The puppet refined from them might even surpass his former strength." A cold smile curled across Xiao Yao's lips. He clenched his hand, and the jade bottle exploded, revealing a black soul.
The moment the soul appeared, it darted toward the cave entrance, only to crash headlong into an invisible wall.
"Wu Protector, you've already been through this once. Why haven't you learned your lesson? With your strength, you can't escape!"
"Xiao Yao, why won't you let me go?!"
Wu Protector's eyes brimmed with venom as he glared fixedly at Xiao Yao.
Xiao Yao merely smiled faintly at Wu Protector's hate-filled gaze. A terrifying suction force erupted from his palm, pulling the soul directly into his hand. Flames surged forth from his hand as he immediately began refining it.
Under the terrifying burn of the Heavenly Flames, the shrill screams did not last long before gradually fading away.
At the moment they disappeared, the consciousness hidden within the soul was also completely extinguished.
Xiao Yao lightly tossed the black mist in his palm, and it shot like a black aurora into the hole in the corpse's forehead.
As this soulless spirit entered, Wu Protector's tightly shut eyes suddenly flew open, their pupils filled with utter blackness...
Xiao Yao was not surprised by this sight. As his ten fingers flicked repeatedly, strange metal objects glowing with unusual luster flashed out from his Storage Ring and