C665 A Memory

"What? You mean you can resist the soul poison? You can absorb it? That's impossible, absolutely impossible!" The Black Ball Martial King was incredulous when Woo Zhengyang mentioned that the soul poison had actually strengthened his soul energy.

"Try it and see for yourself!" Woo Zhengyang replied, placing his palm on the Black Ball Martial King's forehead, initiating the soul-searching technique...

The soul-searching technique is essentially an application of soul energy. It's not considered a complex skill because it's quite simple: you just need to channel your soul energy into another person's spiritual center.

However, not everyone can use this technique. As the Black Ball Martial King pointed out, if your soul energy isn't strong enough, you might suffer a backlash, leading to mutual harm. In more extreme cases, if the person you're targeting has stronger soul energy or possesses soul attack techniques, the practitioner might end up being the one in trouble.

That's why people generally avoid using the soul-searching technique lightly. But this wasn't a typical situation. Woo Zhengyang had a lot of crucial information to uncover, and he needed clarity.

Moreover, Woo Zhengyang was very confident in his soul energy. With the golden vortex, his soul energy was already much stronger than the average person's. Later, by a stroke of luck, he absorbed the soul poison, doubling his power.

Moreover, just a moment ago, he consumed some soul poison again. This time, since his soul energy was already twice as strong as before, it couldn't double again, but the increase was still quite significant. With a single thought, Woo Zhengyang's soul energy opened the gates to the Black Ball Martial King's inner sanctum and surged inside.

In Woo Zhengyang's perception, he felt his soul energy entering a new realm, similar to his own inner sanctum, yet somewhat different. There was no golden vortex; the soul energy within the Black Ball Martial King's inner sanctum was usually solidified, whereas Woo Zhengyang's was constantly stirred by that golden vortex.

Additionally, the scope of this inner sanctum was much smaller.

"Ah..." The Black Ball Martial King howled in pain as his inner sanctum was invaded. Through his soul energy, Woo Zhengyang could see that as he howled, all the soul energy trembled slightly.

Subsequently, the solidified soul energy began to move, rushing towards Woo Zhengyang's soul energy in an attempt to expel the intruders. However, even though Woo Zhengyang didn't have a soul attack technique, he had developed a simple soul attack method on his own. Even the simplest method was still a tactic.

If the soul energies of both sides were compared to opposing armies, the Black Ball Martial King's soul energy would be like unarmed soldiers, while Woo Zhengyang's soul energy would be like soldiers wielding weapons. Even if the weapon was just a dagger or a wooden stick, it was far more powerful than the Black Ball Martial King's soul energy.

After just a few rounds of confrontation, the Black Ball Martial King's soul energy began to falter. Woo Zhengyang's soul energy surged forward, penetrating all the way to the core of the Black Ball Martial King's mind.

Since Woo Zhengyang opened the gates to his own mind, he believed that the golden vortex at its center was unique to him. However, upon entering the Black Ball Martial King's mind, he realized he was mistaken.

It turned out that everyone has a similar soul vortex at the center of their mind. For most people, this vortex, like their soul energy, is black and spins much slower than his golden one, only affecting nearby soul energy.

A flash of insight crossed Woo Zhengyang's mind: this soul vortex is the foundation of one's consciousness. If it shatters, the Black Ball Martial King would become nothing more than an empty shell, even if he survived.

The soul energy forming this vortex is the essence of the Black Ball Martial King. If Woo Zhengyang wanted, he could seize this energy as a soul imprint to enslave the Black Ball Martial King. However, he had no such intention; otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths.

Woo Zhengyang's soul army continued to flood in, filling the Black Ball Martial King's mind completely. At this point, the soul energy Woo Zhengyang used was still less than a third of his total soul energy.

At this moment, the Black Ball Martial King had stopped shouting, as he no longer had control over his body, collapsing to the ground with vacant eyes. Now was the time for a soul search. Woo Zhengyang focused his soul energy, launching an assault on the soul vortex of the Black Ball Martial King. Under this impact, the soul vortex began to spin rapidly.

As the vortex whirled faster, Woo Zhengyang received a series of images—memories of the Black Ball Martial King. Watching the scenes unfold, Woo Zhengyang felt reassured in his decision; the Black Ball Martial King was nothing short of a monster.

Despite coming from a fairly well-off family, he had been dark-skinned and overweight since childhood, and he hadn't grown much taller into his teens. Even so, his family's status allowed him to marry a wife who was reasonably attractive. Later, his brother also got married. His brother was also dark-skinned but of average height, and his wife was much more beautiful than the Black Ball Martial King's.

From the moment he laid eyes on his sister-in-law, a wicked thought took root in his mind. Eventually, this dark desire erupted uncontrollably. One day, while his brother was away, he drugged his sister-in-law, rendering her unconscious...

His wife happened to witness the scene and screamed in terror. This, of course, alerted the household staff and guards, who rushed over immediately. The situation quickly spiraled out of control.

He remained surprisingly calm, knowing he couldn't possibly take on the guards. Assuming the role of the young master, he ordered them and the maids to leave. Once alone, he pulled his wife into the room and, without hesitation, ended her life with a single stroke.

Afterward, he carried his younger sibling away in secret. Sometimes, it seems like fate turns a blind eye. Despite his heinous actions, he stumbled upon an unexpected opportunity and became the disciple of a master equally notorious for his desires.

This master had a way of controlling people, which meant he no longer had to constantly watch his sibling to prevent any desperate acts. However, the price of becoming a disciple was sharing his sibling with the master.

Ambition knows no bounds, and he was never satisfied with what he had. Before long, he set his sights on his master's wives. Learning from past mistakes, he acted with more cunning this time.

He poisoned his sibling, timing it so the poison would transfer to his master...