The ancient tower

The soul devouring flag waved in the air, and golden light shot out like the sun, bringing some light to The Dark World, warming one's heart.

A Golden Soul slowly stretched out inside, and its expression became somewhat dull as it looked around in a daze.

"What's going on?" Yuan gaohan frowned. This gold soul slave doesn't seem to have any intelligence?"

Yunxiao knew that it was because Zhang shaotian was dead, and the soul slave had lost its master, which led to the loss of intelligence. "I used a secret technique to advance to the Golden color. Otherwise, do you think I could have refined a rank-9 Golden Soul slave with my strength as a four-stars martial Grandmaster?"