Prelude of Blood & Gold

Yan Zaizen's eyes looked towards the area where his soul form crumbled into nothingness. He couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

He didn't really do much to overcome that attack. The moment the orb touched his soul, it was like a pebble into an ocean. The crumbling of his soul form was merely an illusion of his own, utilizing the Imperial Law of Illusions and Mimicry to create a realistic representation of his soul death. If he could fool them all into thinking he was devoured by the Yaoguai, this was just as simple. He was quite curious as to the intentions and actions of his hunter.

Now that he realized that the person who nearly got him killed was a blind idiot, he couldn't help but shake his head in pity.