After the rings of light swept over them.
Ten spectral figures appeared behind Zhou Fan and Xia Qingran each. Every figure looked exactly like its original, like clones, yet they clearly were not.
"What are these?" Xia Qingran knitted her delicate brows.
She could feel some special connection between herself and these ten figures. They could even sense one another's presence.
Like... souls!
"These are your souls. The human body has three higher souls and seven lower souls. It cannot do without a single one of them."
"Now, I've stripped all three of your higher souls and seven lower souls out of you. Essentially, I've divided your power into ten additional portions, with each soul receiving an equal share."
"In other words, from now on, if you lose even one of these souls, you will permanently lose a tenth of your power. If all of them are destroyed, you will be nothing but soulless, walking corpses," Ling Quan explained, a hint of pride in his voice.
"This is the ultimate superpower I developed. I'm not good at fighting, but I am good at weakening my enemies until they're weaker than me, then defeating them."
Everyone had their own strengths.
Not everyone was good at fighting, but that did not mean they were incapable of combat.
As long as you defeated your opponent and claimed victory in the end, you were the winner!
"Souls?" Xia Qingran's gaze grew grave.
She could indeed feel that her power had been greatly weakened. All that power had been distributed evenly among her ten soul clones.
Although her total power remained unchanged.
Concentrating all that power in one person was completely different from dividing it evenly among ten souls.
Xia Qingran had originally been fourth tier, five stars. Now that her power had been divided