Even the Soul Bodies in the Ghost Cave formed cliques.
Where there are people, there are politics.
As if to prove the point, just a short way out from the Ghost Cave, in the warren of pits and dark hollows, you could find over ten different factions.
A remnant Soul Body with great power and a charismatic personality could easily gather a sizable number of minions.
And now, even out in the open...
These lost remnant Soul Bodies with nowhere else to go still instinctively followed their old rules out of sheer confusion.
When they heard of some benefit, they would call their comrades to go with them.
The handful of Ghost Cave disciples, who had just been reprimanded by the sect and ordered to atone for their mistakes, felt their skin crawl.
'What in the world? Don't tell me a Ghost King has appeared and they're all going to worship it?'
If a Ghost King really had appeared, it would be no easy foe, not with its Core Formation Stage power and the unique nature of a Soul Body.
