The Culprit

"..."

In appearance, aura, and behavior, Wuxiang Watson seemed like an ordinary man.

He was nothing like Eternal Silence's Remains, whose body was a horrifying dried corpse.

Nor was he like Lady White Moon, whose body was an Undead Skeleton. Even after reclaiming her remains and taking human form, she had looked unnatural, as though she wore a painted skin.

That ordinariness was the most terrifying thing about him.

Yin Ming knew how difficult it was to preserve one's original body after breaking the limits of all three origins—essence, energy, and spirit—and advancing to the Fourth Ring.

A dangerous criminal. Best keep my distance...

That was Yin Ming's attitude toward Wuxiang Watson.

Even prison inmates knew better than to approach a dangerous felon!

Naturally, he did not let his guard down around Wuxiang Watson, but he did not move all the crystals elsewhere, either.

Even though Wuxiang Watson appeared to be absorbing energy from Faith Crystals to break through his seal, Yin Ming let him continue.

Wuxiang Watson was his only source of information. Cutting himself off would mean getting everything wrong, just as he had when he first arrived in the Wizard World.

Decisions should not rest on baseless guesses. Weakness was not the greatest obstacle to survival; ignorance was.

For all he knew, the man was putting on a show precisely to make him move the mist-colored crystals away.

Crack...

Yin Ming picked up a mist-colored crystal and crushed it, watching the smoke disperse and gather into shape.

Refined from a wizard's chaotic mental power, it contained a will. Compared with the Soul Crystals native to the Abyss, it resembled a crystal condensed from Faith Power far more closely.

Soul Crystals were made by stripping away the will and preserving pure mental power.

Faith Crystals were the opposite.