Fallen Soul Resurrection
Davis found that the moment he manipulated so many beings, his soul force was brought down by five percent. It was less when he used it underneath the waterfall, less than two percent.
'So the amount of soul force I use depends on the quantity of the living entities, their individual cultivation, and the range they are in...'
He derived the limitations and the workings of Level Two Obscure Intent of Enigmatic Heart Intent. Perhaps, there is more to it than it meets the eye, but he really wanted to get it over with what he came here for, feeling a bit excited as he almost felt like a god.
'Wha- so corruptive...'
Davis took a moment to calm himself, regulating his emotions before he opened his eyes. Waving his hand, he brought out a casket with preserving capabilities, and inside that casket was a black-haired man lying with a bloody hole on his chest.