The changes, whether fast or slow, were such that from the summoning of the ghost spirits of the Yellow Spring Sea to their retreat, took only the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.
Among the cultivators, there was no real threat of life or death; most were simply intimidated by the scene, knowing it was futile to hold on. Helplessly, they signed the soul contract, yet none of them expected that in the end, they would discover that Fang Xing's control over the Yellow Spring Sea wasn't as strong as it seemed. Just like they were putting on a façade, the little demon was also pretending...
In fact, strictly speaking, if it came to endurance, who knows who would win or lose!
Unfortunately, by the time they realized this, their soul light had already been injected into the jade scrolls, and it was too late to regret...
