"Hiss..." Fan Baiyan's eyes narrowed as he looked at the object in Dai Muhun's hand. After staring at it for a long while, he asked, "What is that?"
So you don't know either, Yue Wen thought. From that look on your face, I thought it was something incredible...
Dai Muhun chuckled. "I recently acquired an ancient secret treasure and gained some new insights from it. This is my latest Soul Pill, refined by extracting a soul directly from a living creature. It erases every thought originally imprinted on the soul while preserving its full intelligence and ensuring absolute obedience. Given a little time, I can refine a living soul that is completely loyal to me."
Hearing this, Yue Wen kept frowning behind his mask.
The Soul-Controlling Sect really deserved to die.
At least the Flame Ghost Hall used already-dead bodies to refine Corpse Puppets. Even if they dug up graves to find corpses, they would not kill someone on the spot for one-it simply made no sense.
Take that Dao Realm Corpse Puppet, for instance. Once refined into a Corpse Puppet, its strength would drop by at least one major realm compared to when it was alive, leaving only its physical toughness and some residual instinctive supernatural powers.
If Fan Baiyan could kill a Seventh Realm expert to turn them into a corpse, he would not need that Corpse Puppet.
But the Soul-Controlling Sect's Soul Pills were different. These living souls were forcibly ripped from living people! Refining a single Soul Pill meant taking a life for no reason, and given what he had said about intelligence, it was most likely a human life.
This was utterly inhuman.
By comparison, even the Flame Ghost Hall's demonic cultivators seemed almost honest and simple.
If even Yue Wen thought so, Perfected One