"N-no... don't..."
The instant he heard the words "soul search," Xing Chenyuan was frightened out of his wits.
His soul nearly fled in terror.
Steward Ge and Xingyunzi shuddered as well.
The consequences of a soul search were simply too horrifying.
What was a soul search?
Every living being possessed three souls and six spirits, which carried all manner of memories.
Within such a soul, one could even glimpse a corner of the future.
A soul search could uncover every secret of the subject's past.
But by the same token, the person subjected to it would lose their sanity and become a lunatic.
"I don't want to go mad! Aaagh..."
Xing Chenyuan screamed in terror, turned, and ran.
But how could he possibly escape the sacred land's sword slave?
Though he was only a servant, his strength was more than enough to sweep aside everyone here!
Bam!
In the end, the sword slave clamped his palm onto Xing Chenyuan's head.
His five fingers gripped it tightly like steel bars.
An invisible force seeped from his fingertips.
"G-g-gurgle..."
Xing Chenyuan's body began trembling uncontrollably. His eyes rolled back, and he foamed at the mouth as though convulsing.
The sword slave closed his eyes as well, carefully sensing what lay within.
The entire process played out to the accompaniment of Xing Chenyuan's agonized screams.
After a long while, the sword slave released him.
Thud!
Xing Chenyuan collapsed to the ground, completely unconscious.
His skin was red as though scorched by raging flames, and wisps of black smoke seeped from the seven openings of his head.
That was the result of the soul search. It was as though his soul had been forcibly stripped away, while millions of needles pierced his mind.
Faint black vapor still lingered on the sword slave's palm. He