The battlefield and those who stood on it were quiet. What was going on here?

The ultimate weapon of the Beast Taming School—a class nine soulbeast puppet—was grabbing onto the neck of a beast tamer? How in the world?

Meanwhile, the Soul Kings nearby the Frostfeather Saint were beginning to pale—the words spoken by the Frostfeather Saint was starting to clue them in on something.

‘A mere Soul Emperor thinks…he can control me?!’

Those words! Those weren’t the words of ‘senior Xue’, but… 

“The Frostfeather Saint!”

A Late-stage Soul King shrieked as if he saw a ghost.

It was a failure! A failure!! Xue Ziye had failed to turn the Frostfeather Saint...