"That's right, I intend to take over the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter!"
Yang Tian carved out a soul within the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter.
This Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter originally had no soul.
Thus it could not be claimed by anyone through blood recognition.
But once Yang Tian carved out a soul within it, the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter became his magical treasure.
"Your servant greets the master!"
The soul of the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter flew out, respectfully worshiping Yang Tian.
"Very good!"
Yang Tian smiled.
He reached out and captured.
The Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter shrank and fell into Yang Tian's hand.
"Yang Tian, erase that soul immediately!"
The Ghost God said urgently.
"Ghost God, you have no right to say this to me!" Yang Tian's eyes were full of cold laughter, "As the founder of the Ghost Realm, wanting to absorb tens of thousands of souls to refine the Seven Spirit Tower of Slaughter is already a heinous crime!"
