"Conditions? What conditions?" Charles looked at him.
Su Ping did not hesitate in the slightest:
"I know that since you could come here from Eagle Country through a soul mark, you must know the situation inside Heavenly Tomb extremely well and have a certain degree of control over it.
"So, before I enter this Death Sword, release everyone else inside this so-called Soul Furnace you mentioned, and bring my body and the Paper-Folding Man's body here."
Charles was not surprised at all. Instead, he smiled and said:
"Su Ping, once you enter the Death Sword and merge with Lord Death God's power and part of his soul consciousness, you'll also be able to control these things through the Death Sword and the Death God's remaining power. There's no need for me to do anything extra."
Su Ping shook his head outright:
"No. I don't know how long this fusion process will take. If it takes too long, those people might not be able to hold on! I can't take that risk.
"Mr. Charles, if you can do it, we can continue. If you can't, forget it."
Charles frowned, though not because the condition was particularly troublesome:
"Su Ping, you care far too much about these inferior people. Often, you must give something up to gain something. What does it matter whether these people live or die?"
But he soon smiled again:
"Still, that's no matter. Once you experience it yourself and truly understand how mighty this power is, you'll understand. Compared to this, those souls born to serve as kindling are like chives, growing crop after crop.
"But setting that kindling aside, your pet beast and your body do indeed need to be preserved. Very well."
At this, the flame between Charles's brows instantly blazed up again.
The fiercely burning