'Five Abyssal Guardians… manageable.'
Ace had already learned about the Corpse Clan's defenses.
Although their Undead Souls hold powerful defenses, and once they acquired a corpse, their soul would be in a sealed state, those Undead Souls were not matched for a primordial cultivator who has a Universal Force Technique that could literally steal souls, sealed or not.
Simply put…
'I need another face!' He thought coldly.
Ace shifted slightly within the spatial seam, locking onto the one standing closest to the chamber's core and behind his squad members.
This Corpse Cultivator's body was tall and lean, his skin pale to the point of translucence, with black corpse-veins, a signature of Corpse Cultivator, branching visibly across his neck and temples.
His aura was stable, restrained, and disciplined like a forged soldier in countless battles, but for Ace, he was going to be another persona!
