The people nearby had clearly noticed the disturbance, but after a few glances, they said nothing. Huo Hai had seen far too many incidents like this along the way. There was no such thing as law here.
It was only a Spirit General. No one would care. Even a Spirit Marshal would probably only attract more people who wanted to turn them into undead. Here, only experts at the Spirit King Realm or above could barely ensure their own safety. Anyone below that level was nothing but cannon fodder on the Death Soul Sect's territory. Who knew how many people died in the fighting every day?
Huo Hai sighed. Truth be told, he really did not want to kill these people. If he acted rashly, heaven knew what trouble he might stir up. Until he had what he wanted in hand, he had no desire to cause a scene.
With a thought, Huo Hai released his mental power. Before the two could even attack, he had easily brought them under his control. In fact, this was how he had avoided attacks from such people all along the way.
"Do you know any way to enter the Nether Soul Grotto?" Huo Hai asked out of habit. Every time he controlled someone along the way, he asked this question. Clearly, however, the Nether Soul Grotto belonged to the Death Soul Sect, and getting inside was no easy matter. Unless someone from the Death Soul Sect escorted him, he could forget about it.
The Death Soul Sect had very few disciples, but its fighting strength was undeniably vast. Every member commanded countless powerful undead creatures. What was more, most members of the Death Soul Sect had reached considerable heights in their cultivation.
"Yes," the two suddenly replied. Huo Hai, who had been about