The instant the Soul-Controlling Jade touched the corpse between its brows, it was like a drop of water falling into boiling oil.
Sizzle-
A wisp of black smoke rose. The pitch-black jade melted outright, transforming into an eerie red rune that branded itself onto the corpse's forehead before vanishing.
Chen Lin held his breath, staring fixedly at the corpse on the ground.
One second.
Two seconds.
The corpse showed no reaction.
Did it fail? That shouldn't be possible. The appraisal never mentioned a chance of failure.
Just as Chen Lin began to think something had gone wrong.
The blue-robed corpse suddenly opened its eyes!
What kind of eyes were those? No pupils, no focus-only bottomless stillness and indifference, like ancient ice that had endured for ten thousand years.
Boom-!!!
A terrifying, suffocating aura erupted from the corpse, like an ancient savage beast awakening!
The aura was so concentrated it seemed almost tangible, sweeping through the entire Stationmaster's Workshop in an instant.
Chen Lin felt as though an invisible mountain had come crashing down on him. His chest tightened, and he staggered back seven or eight steps uncontrollably, only barely regaining his balance after his back slammed into the wall.
"Fuck!"
Chen Lin's face went pale, but unparalleled delight blazed in his eyes.
This pressure far exceeded that of the early Foundation Establishment puppet from before!
This was fucking... Core Formation!
In other words, this senior had been at least a terrifying middle-stage Core Formation cultivator when he was alive!
The blue-robed corpse slowly rose to its feet, its movements stiff. It stood there silently, yet seemed to have become the center of the world around it.
Chen Lin suppressed his excitement and tentatively issued his first mental command.
Raise your hand.
The puppet's withered right arm began to rise without