“He isn’t human!!”

Heavenfire’s words rippled across the crafters, but none of them seemed to understand him. “Heavenfire,” Chu Yintian narrowed his eyes, “What do you mean by that? What problem is there with this Dongfang Ming?”

“You should’ve been able to sense the abnormality, but…you haven’t thought about looking for it—Dongfang Ming doesn’t have the aura of a soul cultivator to me, he’s more like a…soul armament!!”

“A soul armament?!” The confusion grew even deeper amongst the crafters. How could a living being possibly be a soul armament?

But Chu Yintian, Yang Yao, and Hu...