Huang Xiao found this idea of his somewhat mad.
If his idea worked, wouldn't that mean he could control more than twenty experts from the Ghost Spirit Sect?
The mere thought set his blood boiling.
Without hesitation, Huang Xiao immediately continued trying to control the strands of divine sense in the Ghost Stele with his own.
He tried cautiously, but the results did not turn out as he wished.
"Damn, another failure," Huang Xiao said regretfully.
He failed three times in a row, and another three auras vanished.
That meant three people had died.
Taking a deep breath, Huang Xiao slowly brought his divine sense toward another strand.
He had no choice but to be careful. If the outcome really was as he suspected, every death meant one fewer expert he could control.
Just under an hour later, Huang Xiao's chest heaved incessantly, and his expression kept changing.
"It worked!" Huang Xiao cried out.
Huang Xiao had finally succeeded in controlling a strand of divine sense.
As he brought this strand under his control, Huang Xiao suddenly felt like a sovereign.
He could determine whether this strand of divine sense survived or perished, and he could also sense the divine sense of its owner connected to it.
If he wished, erasing this strand of divine sense would certainly kill its owner.
This still left him somewhat surprised.
In principle, the divine sense here was only a tiny portion of those people's divine sense.
Normally, even abandoning this portion of divine sense would be of little consequence to a person, let alone allowing someone to threaten its owner's life with it.
Yet now, such a tiny bit of divine sense was actually bound completely to those people.
"The Supreme Ghost Stele!" Huang Xiao said with some feeling.
He knew perfectly well