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"Brother, your friendship is secured with me; from now on, Holy Sword Ridge will be your ally, Beiting Huang!" Chi Fei exclaimed excitedly, knowing all too well that even now he could only conjure a black lump. As his father, the Great Sovereign Chi Xiao of Holy Sword Ridge, had put it, "It looks like a lump of poop!"
Perhaps it was Great Sovereign Chi Xiao's words that cast a psychological shadow on Chi Fei. Whenever he tried to condense his War Soul, he always ended up thinking of the shape of poop, resulting in a War Soul that increasingly resembled a lump of poop.
War Souls are directly related to combat power. The shapes of War Souls refined by different Lords vary, as do their resulting lethality. A War Soul in the shape of a sheep might be able to kill a Heaven Rank, but in front of a Gale Giant Dragon, an overwhelmingly powerful War Soul, it would surely be unable to even stand firm, let alone clash head-on.