Jiang Ding stretched out his hand to receive the Infant-Forbidding Net, which was floating in the air.
This one-time use net, worth six hundred million low-grade spirit stones and requiring a large amount of fourth-tier heavenly material and earthly treasure, had lost its ability to capture nascent souls and retained only its binding function. Moreover, it would automatically break after being released.
Divine Sense swept through it.
Jiang Ding was somewhat curious and looked closely.
This was the first time he had seen and touched a cultivator's nascent soul.
It was a tiny person, the size of a palm, with hands and feet, skin, clothes, hair, eyes, and everything else intact, indistinguishable from a real person. Only the occasional flicker of semi-translucent green spiritual light revealed that this was a lifeform constituted by divine soul strength.
Not good-looking, not cute at all.
