Ye Xuan's Devouring Martial Soul, ever since it reached Four-Stars, had been able to leave his body and act independently. Because it was a being of pure Soul Thought, it was difficult for others to see its true form, making it exceptionally convenient for reconnaissance.
"Go."
With a thought from Ye Xuan, the black figure shot into the sky like a phantom, speeding toward the heart of the imperial palace.
Because the black figure stood proudly in the sky and was composed purely of Soul Thought, not a single one of the many Martial Artists below noticed it.
Before long, Ye Xuan once again sensed the Seventh Grade Soul Sense wall at the core of the imperial palace.
BOOM!
The Devouring Martial Soul, like a black War God, slammed viciously against the Soul Sense wall. The entire Soul Sense barrier trembled violently. A black-hole-like vortex appeared on the Devouring Martial Soul's chest, and it began to frantically absorb the Soul Power from the wall.
