Qin Yu took a deep breath and looked down at the shivering Old Turtle who had shrunk into a ball from fear. His expression was cold, “Even if the main body that cultivated the Path of 10,000 Souls severs the relationship of their own volition, the other party still will not obtain freedom?”

Old Turtle really was going to cry. He shivered and put on a long face, “No…it cannot…once the connection is severed…the fragment soul will fade away…”

Rumble rumble –

The sounds of thunder rose dramatically. A million bolts of lightning tore through the darkness, illuminating his tightly closed eyes and trembling body.

Old Turtle cried out loud. As faint traces of lightning fell onto him, it was like long whips being cracked over his body, leaving behind long lines of blood. He tumbled on the ground, but he didn’t dare to resist and only passively withstood all of this.

Qin Yu acknowledged that at this moment he had murderous intent in mind. He wished he could tear Old Turtle to shreds. But he also knew that if it weren’t...