Could it be a Ghost Creature's soul? Tang Changsheng wondered. Xin Chengying did not keep him guessing. "Incense and Fire Prayer Power..."
"What?" Tang Changsheng's heart gave a slight jolt. It was not that the answer had caught him by surprise; he had long been prepared for it. He had even tried cultivating with Incense and Fire Prayer Power!
But cultivating with Incense and Fire Vow Power had a drawback he could not overcome.
The saying "incense is poison" was no idle warning! Incense Offerings gathered from the thoughts of countless people. That was both their strength and their downfall.
Incense and Fire Prayer Power gathered from countless people's wishes and desires, but it was also filled with their stray, tangled thoughts. It could hardly have been more muddled.
To a cultivator like Tang Changsheng, it was extremely dangerous!
"You think Incense and Fire Prayer Power is too mixed to be useful, don't you, junior brother?" Xin Chengying said with a laugh. He had already seen what Tang Changsheng was thinking.
"Yes. I borrowed some Incense and Fire Vow Power to cultivate last time and nearly lost control..."
That sent Xin Chengying into another fit of laughter. Tang Changsheng was standing here in one piece, so the danger had clearly passed. There was no need for a show of concern.
"Incense and Fire Prayer Power contains too many impurities to use directly," Xin Chengying said. "It must first be refined and purified. This method is one of our sect's deepest secrets. You must never pass it on. Do you understand?"
Tang Changsheng's heart tightened. The meaning was clear: if he accepted this method, he would be a disciple of Primordial Yang Abbey.
He gritted his teeth. "This disciple understands!"
"Good." Xin Chengying nodded with a smile. He had raised the