Humans were simply too weak and far too unsteady of heart. Most would immediately lose all sense of themselves after a bit of a scare.

He Lingchuan recalled the fear he had once felt when facing the sand leopard and could not help but shake his head. “That’s deception!”

“You’re free to call it whatever you like.” The old temple attendant wheezed a few breaths. “Second, the more outstanding the skin-sack, the stronger its soul and spirit tends to be, and the stronger its resistance to a heavenly god. It’s already very difficult for a heavenly god’s avatar to descend into the mortal realm. To spend ten parts of strength and gain only one part in return, then have to spend even more energy suppressing the skin-sack’s original owner, suppressing an unwilling soul and spirit, is very troublesome.” It coughed...