The corpses of the Demon Control Department experts instantly transformed into dozens of yellow paper dolls, like scattered leaves, fluttering gently into Zhou Dao's hands.
Both Lin Xiaoxiao and Jiang Yuan displayed unusual expressions upon witnessing this scene.
"Brother Tao, what is this?" Jiang Yuan couldn't help but ask.
With his cultivation level, he could naturally tell that those corpses were real, and many of them were his good friends and subordinates, their lingering divine souls distinctly perceivable, their life essence as genuine as could be.
"This is a very special mystical art, called the Shadow Soul Technique," Zhou Dao said softly.
Zhou Dao opened his palm, and those dozens of yellow paper dolls were neatly stacked upon it.
"Shadow Soul Technique!?" Jiang Yuan was taken aback, having never heard of it.
"It's a divine skill created by the Soul Pillar," Zhou Dao whispered.