"Well then, I will now attempt to clear those Puppet Soul Threads from his Soul Body."
Hearing Hun Lao's suggestion, Ye Yunfei nodded.
Thus, with a single thought, Ye Yunfei activated the Moon Soul Slash and the Soul Sword, simultaneously entering the Soul Sea of this Initial True God and beginning to attack the black soul threads entwined around the Soul Body.
This process, however, required extreme caution, because the slightest slip could damage the Soul Body.
Of course, the power of the Moon Soul Slash Ye Yunfei now unleashed was far greater than before. A solitary, icy full moon cast its radiant brilliance throughout the Soul Sea, illuminating every inch of space with resplendent light.
The Moon Soul Slash and Soul Sword slowly approached the Soul Body, beginning their attempt to sever the black threads coiled around it.
"What is happening?"
Ye Yunfei immediately sensed a powerful surge of Soul Power energy rolling in from afar, and a sound transmission was sent to this Initial True God.
"Be careful, it seems that Soul Race member has noticed something," Hun Lao immediately warned Ye Yunfei.
Ye Yunfei immediately withdrew all attacks and concealed his form. Soon after, a formidable surge of Soul Power energy arrived, its perception entering the Soul Sea of this Initial True God.
At this moment, since Ye Yunfei had withdrawn all attacks, including the Samsara Ghost Race secret art, this Initial True God regained clarity in an instant.
"What exactly happened?" A sound transmission echoed within the Soul Sea of this Initial True God.
"Respected Master, I am not sure what happened just now. I seemed to lose focus for a moment," the Initial True God replied. Having been attacked by the Samsara Ghost Race secret art, he had been groggy and completely unaware of what occurred. From beginning to end, he had not detected Ye Yunfei's presence.
It must be known that Ye Yunfei's current level of Soul Power had reached the Heavenly God tier, and every soul art he executed was exceptionally profound. This Initial True God lacked both the ability to resist and the awareness of what truly transpired, thinking he had merely had a momentary lapse.
"What exactly is going on? I just sensed you seemed to be touching those soul threads on your Soul Body. Are you trying to resist me, to betray me? I tell you, my threads attached to your Soul Body are a great honor for you, a blessing others can only dream of. Do not be so ungrateful," the sound transmission came from afar.
"Respected Master, please do not be angry. That might not be good for your health. Master, rest assured, I would never defy you, never for all eternity! Master, you are absolutely right. The honor of having those threads attached to my Soul Body is immense. I will forever remember the supreme glory bestowed upon me by my master." Hearing the distant transmission, the Initial True God was terrified and immediately knelt on the ground, replying in the most reverent tone.
His Soul Body was utterly controlled by those black soul threads, giving him an exceedingly fanatical worship and absolute loyalty towards the owner of that voice. Thus, hearing his master's apparent anger, he immediately tried to explain with utmost care.
"It is best that you understand. Behave yourself. You should be my slave forever, never resisting." The voice continued.
"Master, please be at ease. This slave is willing to be your servant for eternity, and will never rebel." The Initial True God hurriedly replied.
"That is good." The voice seemed to soften considerably, and then it ceased.
"That guy's perception is incredibly keen. You just touched those threads and he detected it immediately," the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment.
"It is not that his perception is powerful. It is because these Puppet Soul Threads were laid by him; he is connected to them. As soon as these threads are disturbed, he will sense it immediately. It seems it will be somewhat difficult for me to destroy these threads unnoticed and undetected," Ye Yunfei thought for a moment and said with a frown.
Ye Yunfei's original plan was to secretly reclaim his eight clones that had already been controlled by the soul threads. But now it seemed challenging because the black threads were tightly linked to the spellcaster. The moment Ye Yunfei disturbed them, their master would be alerted.
"It seems I will have to confront that fellow head-on," Ye Yunfei said after some thought, speaking slowly.
"Yes, you simply have no way to reclaim these eight clones without his knowledge. Now you can only face him in direct conflict," Hun Lao nodded.
"The Soul Race is very cunning, and they generally seize others' bodies, hiding within their Soul Seas. Since that is the case, there is no need to wait. Lure him out directly," Ye Yunfei pondered and made a decision.
Ye Yunfei directly activated the Moon Soul Slash and Soul Sword once more, attacking the Soul Sea of that Initial True God and slashing towards the black threads. This time, Ye Yunfei didn't even use the Samsara Ghost Race secret art.
"What are you trying to do? Why are you touching those black threads again?" The earlier voice transmitted angrily from afar.
Along with it, an immensely powerful surge of Soul Force Energy directly entered the Soul Sea of this Initial True God.
"I wondered what was happening. So someone is interfering with my slave." Soon, that voice spoke again with a cold laugh.
"You, sir, are actually able to see through my soul threads. It seems you are no ordinary individual either! However, you dare to meddle in my affairs? You have grown tired of living." A voice resounded in this space, and then in the distance, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man appeared, striding forward.
"He's an Initial True God from the Guardian Faction," Hun Lao said immediately, startled upon seeing this middle-aged man.
"No, he has already been possessed. Only an empty shell remains. A Soul Race member is hiding in his Soul Sea," Ye Yunfei replied. Given his formidable level of Soul Power, and while simultaneously employing heart force energy to enhance his perception, Ye Yunfei could clearly sense that this Guardian Faction Initial True God before him had long since lost his Soul Body. Instead, a Soul Race member lurked within his Soul Sea, controlling his speech and actions.
Ye Yunfei had dealt with the Soul Race before, so he was very familiar with their racial aura and could instantly recognize the Soul Race member concealed within that Initial True God's Soul Sea.
"Sir, show yourself. I have already detected you. That you can see through my Soul Power secret art indicates your background and strength are certainly not simple. Come out and meet me," the middle-aged man descended to the ground in the distance, then immediately released a powerful wave of Soul Power energy that spread out in all directions as he spoke.
At the same time, Ye Yunfei discovered his other seven clones, which had lost control, were also secretly converging on this location, surrounding the area.
"It seems this Soul Race member takes you quite seriously. He has his other seven clones coming as well," Hun Lao said with a laugh.
"This Soul Race member is much stronger than the ones we have encountered before," Ye Yunfei said, frowning as he sensed the aura of the Soul Race member within the middle-aged man's Soul Sea.
"Then do you think his Soul Power level is stronger or yours?" Hun Lao asked.
"Mine should be a bit stronger," Ye Yunfei gauged and replied.
"Then what are we waiting for? Just attack him directly," Hun Lao said.
"Look, another dozen or so True Gods are approaching. They are all True Gods from the Alliance Army," suddenly, the Golden-Horned Dragon Silkworm pointed into the distance.
Sure enough, fifteen figures were flying through the air in the distance, landing directly beside the middle-aged man.
"It appears these fifteen Alliance Army True Gods have also been controlled by this Soul Race member using the Puppet Soul Threads secret art," Ye Yunfei looked at the fifteen swiftly approaching True Gods, his expression darkening as he spoke slowly.
"The destructive power of the Soul Race is truly immense. Wherever they go, they can secretly subdue a large batch of slaves using the Puppet Soul Threads secret art," Ye Yunfei couldn't help but sigh.
"Master, if I may say, you are even more formidable. Wherever you go, you can subdue a large batch of True God-level clones. I think your destructive power is much greater than this Soul Race member's," Hu Miao immediately spoke up.
"That might be true as well," Ye Yunfei smiled and nodded.
Boom...
At this moment, the Moon Soul Slash and Soul Sword Ye Yunfei was employing were still within the Initial True God's Soul Sea, continuously slicing at the black soul threads. To Ye Yunfei's pleasant surprise, a portion of the threads were actually severed.
"Excellent! It seems these threads can indeed be cut. Then, in the future, if our own people are controlled by this Puppet Soul Threads secret art, you can save them," Hun Lao remarked.
While speaking, Ye Yunfei once again activated the Samsara Ghost Race secret art, beginning to affect the Soul Body of this Initial True God, preventing him from resisting.
After all, with a Soul Race member watching nearby, Ye Yunfei wanted to swiftly reclaim control over this Initial True God.
"How dare you! You are still interfering with my slave right in front of me!" The Soul Race member flew into a rage.
Boom...
A torrential surge of Soul Force Energy poured forth, transforming into dense clusters of thin black lines that swarmed into the Soul Sea of the Initial True God, clashing against Ye Yunfei's Moon Soul Slash and Soul Sword.
The Puppet Soul Threads secret art could not only be used to control others' Soul Bodies but also to launch attacks. One black soul thread after another abruptly straightened and continuously enlarged, transforming into a multitude of black spears that began to block the Moon Soul Slash and Soul Sword.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Immediately, a series of clear metallic clashing sounds resounded within the Soul Sea of the Initial True God.
Ahhh...
Instantly, the Initial True God began to scream in agony.
Two masters simultaneously using soul arts to battle within his Soul Sea was a terrifying ordeal for his Soul Sea and Soul Body, because the terrifying Soul Power energy released by Ye Yunfei and the Soul Race member during their clash was far beyond his capacity to withstand.
Soon, the Initial True God's Soul Sea began to sustain damage, becoming densely crisscrossed with cracks, and his Soul Body was sent flying repeatedly by the shockwaves.
Finally, with a *bang*, the Initial True God's head was completely shattered by the terrifying combat energy, exploding like a blossoming, bloody firework. The Initial True God then became a headless corpse, slowly collapsing to the ground.
"Damned! Damned... How dare you destroy one of my slaves! You deserve ten thousand deaths!" The furious voice of the Soul Race member rang out.