Huang Xiao did not immediately incorporate this portion of divine sense into his own.
He could let it remain before his own divine sense, but he still did not quite dare touch Fan Liya's divine sense directly, much less incorporate it into his own.
"This old man has already cast the Soul-Imprisoning Ghost Curse. As long as you accept that portion of divine sense, this old man's divine sense will be under your control. If this old man harbors any ulterior intentions, you need only will your divine sense to disperse that small portion of mine. That will be the same as dispersing all my divine sense, and this old man will certainly die," Fan Liya hurriedly conveyed to Huang Xiao.
Huang Xiao's hesitation kept Fan Liya's heart suspended in his chest. He dreaded Huang Xiao changing his mind; if he did, Fan Liya's old life would be finished.
"Fan Liya, I still don't quite trust you."
Receiving this reply from Huang Xiao, Fan Liya was utterly terrified, almost frightened out of his wits. He pleaded anxiously, trying to persuade Huang Xiao.
As far as Fan Liya could tell, Huang Xiao had ultimately chosen to erase this strand of his divine sense.
This little bit of Fan Liya's divine sense could not withstand Huang Xiao's suppression through the aura of the Supreme Ghost Stele.
Huang Xiao could sense violent fluctuations in the larger portion of Fan Liya's divine sense. He could even imagine Fan Liya's miserable screams reaching him.
Just as this portion of divine sense was about to be annihilated, Huang Xiao stopped.
Fan Liya's divine sense had become very weak. This small portion was weakened, and the larger portion was likewise weakened.
Through that test, Huang Xiao discovered that things were indeed as Fan Liya had said: as