"Oh no, it's the Soul Capturing Technique!"
Wang Daoxuan murmured to himself, realizing the danger too late.
He felt a heaviness in his chest and lost contact with the yin soldiers.
Wang Daoxuan's face turned grim as he understood that the enemy had used some spell to suppress his yin soldiers' souls.
Although the little yin soldier was weak and only good for gathering information, it was the first yin soldier he had tamed and nurtured, naturally forming an attachment.
He hadn't expected such a simple reconnaissance to end in this way.
Despite the pain in his heart, Wang Daoxuan knew this was a critical moment. He bit his middle finger and pressed it to the forehead of the Spring Breeze Class's divine statue, then bowed respectfully.
