The bald demon cultivator arrived at the forefront of Perch Eagle Land, gazing across the lake towards Bamboo Island. Though the waters before him were crystal clear and the silhouette of Heng Peak stood distinct under the pale moonlight, in his demon eyes, a gentle radiance spiraled above, shrouding the entire island in its glow.
Glancing at the twenty-four unconscious Mingcang Sect disciples sprawled on the ground, he gave a cold, sinister smile, sat cross-legged, and seemed to mutter something under his breath. His eyes fixated on the face of one disciple, and then a green light flashed and penetrated the disciple's forehead.
Long ago, he had learned a Soul Control Technique from a fragment of a Demon Manual, a skill adept at manipulating the heart and plundering the divine soul. This disciple was utterly defenseless and could do nothing to resist his actions.
