In an instant, those millions of silk threads, like an escape-proof net, spread out toward the front.
The two black and white stone beings, seemingly oblivious to any impending danger, charged directly into the web formed by the threads.
“Haha! This is what it means to walk right into the trap!” Ye Fan burst into laughter. Puppets without any consciousness only know to follow the commands set by their master blindly, after all. Perhaps, in their view, they could break through anything in this world with their own brute force.
Bang!
Sure enough, a loud bang was heard.
The two stone beings, faced with the oncoming surge of aura web, didn't hesitate at all.
Unleashing an endless surge of fist strength, they suddenly struck with great force, attempting to break through the soft threads with brute strength.
The resilience of the Millenary Force was extraordinary. When the two stone beings landed a punch on it, it was as if they were hitting cotton, causing hardly any damage.
Instead, he found himself ensnared by the vast net woven by the Millenary Force, bound and restricted.
“Haha! It's a success! Withdraw!” Upon seeing the situation, Ye Fan felt a surge of joy.
Then, manipulating the Millenary Force, he gradually tightened the net.
Before long, the two stone beings, one black and one white, were swiftly bound by Ye Fan.
However, these two puppets did not give up their resistance.
After being tied up, they put up a fierce struggle.
The Millenary Net, under the struggle of the two stone beings, surprisingly showed signs of breaking.
“What the h*ll? Their causing damage to the net?” Ye Fan was instantly shocked. All traces of laughter on his face abruptly vanished.
“Ye Fan, continue using the Millenary Threads to tie them up tightly!” The voice of Duanmu Wan'er rang out just in time.
Upon hearing her words, Ye Fan immediately agreed, “All right!”
Without any further hesitation, Ye Fan pushed his elemental force to its limits, frantically refining the Millenary Net.
“Hundreds of thoughts swirled, thousand threads of soul controlled. Millenary Threads! Appear! Appear! Appear!” Ye Fan called out softly, releasing his vast elemental force without holding back.
At the same time, the countless strands of aura in the air condensed into lines, weaving together to form a net.
In an instant, a myriad of Millenary Net once again surged toward the two stone beings, one black and one white, enveloping them completely.
One strand, two strands...
One layer, two layers...
In the end, those two puppets were almost turned into mummies by Ye Fan.
In the end, under those layers upon layers of constraints, those two puppets could struggle no more.
No matter how strong they were, they still couldn't break free from the entanglement of the Millenary Threads.
Duanmu Wan'er chuckled lightly. “Ye Fan, there's no need for us to be so formal with each other. What's yours is also mine. In the future, if I truly need the help of these immortal puppets, you can directly command them to protect me. Moreover, even though I have a strong theoretical foundation, my comprehension is far from matching yours, Ye Fan. If I were to practice this spiritual cultivation method, I'm afraid I might not be able to master it even if I practiced till the cows came home. Wouldn't that delay the important matters at hand? So, you should do it. Your chances of success are higher,” Duanmu Wan'er advised.
In the end, Ye Fan was persuaded by Duanmu Wan'er.
Immediately, he began to cultivate according to the method Duanmu Wan'er had described.
After gradually becoming familiar with the method, he began to infuse his spiritual energy into the bodies of those two black and white puppets.
The two undying puppets weren't living organisms, after all. When Ye Fan's spiritual energy entered them, he found that the puppets were filled with nothingness, devoid of any spiritual consciousness.
But soon, as Ye Fan approached the core area of the puppets, he felt an extraordinarily overwhelming pressure.
That feeling was as if a sun existed in the sea of the puppets' consciousness.
Ye Fan speculated that those should be the spiritual markings left by the previous masters on those puppets.
The reason why those two puppets were still operating was likely entirely due to the control of the spiritual markings.
So many years had passed, and according to Ye Fan and Wan'er's speculation, since such a treasure from the celestial palace was left behind there, the owner of the celestial palace might have died.
Even so, the lingering fragment of soul remnant was astonishingly powerful, so much so that Ye Fan's spiritual energy didn't dare to approach.
“Ye Fan, the other party's spiritual energy is indeed formidable, but it no longer has a source to support it. All you need to do is gradually deplete it. With determination and perseverance, one can accomplish incredible feats. There's no need to rush.” Duanmu Wan'er's gentle voice sounded again.
It seemed that she had already anticipated the situation Ye Fan was facing. She immediately guided Ye Fan on how to deal with the soul remnant.
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