Otherwise, it won't be long before the shell begins to decay, and by then, it'll have to start all over again.
Yet, Yin Tiankou has clearly found a solution...
"He's absorbing the Divine Soul Origin of these devotees?!"
...
...
The old Taoist slumped on the ritual platform, staring vacantly at the grotesque body ravaged by the thunderbolts, trembling all over, muttering to himself:
"It's said that the Divine Monarch would descend, but how could it look like this?"
"Xuanzhen, you dared to deceive me?!"
Chen Mo had no time to bother with the enigmatic old Taoist and immediately mobilized his Soul Power, deploying "A Thousand Autumn Dreams," covering the entire square, hoping to awaken the masses from their stupor.
However, having been stripped of emotions, the crowd was unresponsive to external stimuli, continuing the gestures of worship like marionettes.
Just as Chen Mo was about to forcibly sever the connection using Soul Slash, Yin Tiankou's angry roar sounded:
