"My lord, in my current state, how could I possibly dare?"
Blinking its eyes, the Purple-scaled Red-horned Flood Dragon, now resembling a small, crimson snake, took the initiative. It extracted a sliver of its Soul Origin, formed it into a Slave-Binding Seal, and sent it flying out.
Yang Xiao glanced at it.
With a thought, he refined it. Immediately, the Slave-Binding Seal split in two—one large, one small. The large one landed in Yang Xiao's Sea of Consciousness, while the small one fell into the Purple-scaled Red-horned Flood Dragon's Sea of Consciousness.
Symbolizing one master and one servant.
This was somewhat different from the Ancient Slave Seal that Yang Xiao had used before. The Ancient Slave Seal was a powerful technique used to place a control mechanism in the opponent's most vulnerable Sea of Consciousness. If the target showed the slightest disobedience, they could be easily obliterated.
It was generally used by the strong against the weak.
