Without soul division, just manipulation... It's like how Hongling controls the Sword Qi pre-buried everywhere, that's not a soul division either.
Zhao Changhe flicked his finger again, and the blood figure "whoosh" entered the Heavenly Vault.
Endless yellow sand, a thousand miles of flying snow. Yuan San Niang stood with her hands behind her at the edge of the ice pool, watching the ice Qi rise within and lowering her head in contemplation.
