The deeper Green delved into it, the more he discovered the crudeness of the Soul Hunter World's power system. Aside from the ability to absorb other souls, which came from the special nature of their own souls, it could practically be said to have no redeeming features at all.
Since every Soul Hunter fused with different souls, the traits of each Soul Hunter were distinct. There were significant differences in how they wielded their power, and using it also depended heavily on Soul Talent.
On top of that, they lacked control over Soul Power. Even though the Soul Hunter World possessed beings comparable to Fifth-Level Lifeforms, it still had yet to develop a single power system for the universal application of Soul Power.
Every person's soul was different to begin with, and then it was stained by foreign personalities. As Soul Hunters absorbed more and more souls, the disparity would only grow. Even if there were a universal system for wielding Soul Power, its effectiveness would continue to decline.
"When other Soul Hunters fuse with souls, they more or less become stained by the personalities of those foreign souls. The channels through which each person's Soul Power flows will all be different. Developing a universal system is completely a thankless task!"
Thinking of the world's true nature, Green shook his head and fell silent, lowering his head as he hurried toward his villa.
At the front line, where the Mist World and the Soul Hunter World met, dark clouds blanketed the sky. The black clouds, piled up like mountains, seemed about to come crashing down and smash the earth to pieces.
A bone-chilling wind swept across the grassland, and the originally emerald-green ground was coated with a layer of frost.
Such abnormal weather was naturally a warning from the