However, just as He Song was preparing to refine a puppet, intending to enhance the combat strength of his own puppets by another degree—
A ripple of unease from a distant land suddenly caused He Song to halt his actions.
After carefully sensing it, He Song quickly determined the source of that ripple.
As of now—
It had already been decades since Ghost Soul was trapped within the Yin Soul Sect.
Although a few decades was not a long time—
For Ghost Soul, it had been more than sufficient to accomplish many things.
First and foremost—
More than twenty years prior, Ghost Soul had successfully stepped into the Nascent Soul Middle Stage.
On that day, atop the peak where Ghost Soul resided, an aura of the Nascent Soul Middle Stage erupted forth,
Instantly drawing the attention of all the disciples and elders of the Yin Soul Sect, as well as the Sect Master, and even that Nascent Soul Perfect Cultivator from the Soul Locking Sect.
However, after that event—
