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"Certainly," Ye Yu nodded, "Brother Yang, please do as you wish."
"Alright," Yang Yu pricked Ye Yu's forehead with silver needles and extracted a drop of forehead blood.
Yang Yu then dropped the drop of forehead blood into the Soul Suppressing Skull, and in that instant, the Soul Suppressing Skull radiated a golden light, so blinding that onlookers couldn't keep their eyes open!
The next moment, the Soul Suppressing Skull levitated and faced Ye Yu.
Gleaming with golden light, the Soul Suppressing Skull seemed to communicate with Ye Yu's white pupils, as if it too had gained a pair of white eyes, creating an especially eerie scene!
Only when the golden light faded did the Soul Suppressing Skull voluntarily fly back into Ye Yu's hands, as if it had acquired its own soul.
"This skull..." Ye Yu felt the Soul Suppressing Skull had become her pet, one she could control with her mind, fitting her hands all too well.
