Su Ling dismissed his Martial Soul Avatar and slowly descended from the sky. Using it consumed an enormous amount of soul power, but for him, that was the only cost.
His Martial Soul Avatar had no side effects. Many Soul Masters on the Douluo Continent had Martial Soul Avatars that came with certain drawbacks.
The more drastic the boost a Soul Master's Martial Soul Avatar provided, the greater the likelihood of side effects.
Zhao Wuji's Martial Soul Avatar, for example, left him weakened after use and required seven days of recovery.
Su Ling's Martial Soul Avatar provided tremendous boosts, nearly all of them reaching 300%, yet had no side effects. This was undoubtedly a benefit that surpassed even a top-tier martial soul.
"Big Brother, your people should all have recovered by now, right? They can go harvest the corn," Su Ling said with a smile.
"Harvest the corn?" Qian Renxue had no idea what that meant and looked utterly bewildered.
"Su Ling, did you take care of all those people?" Qian Renxue asked.
"Of course I did. Harvesting the corn means collecting everything valuable on their bodies, such as Space Soul Tools. Some might even have Soul Bones," Su Ling replied.
Just then, Yan Shuang finally caught up from behind Su Ling.
"Your Highness, I... I'm not too late, am I?"
After landing, Yan Shuang was still startled by the scene below. All the dead were enemy Soul Masters, and every one of them had died in the same way.
"Yan Shuang, go harvest the corn with them. No, I mean... clean up the battlefield," Qian Renxue said.
After sending out all four people at her side, Qian Renxue walked over to Su Ling.
"Su Ling, when did you become a Soul Saint? You should have told me beforehand so