On the Eight Extremes Star, I awakened the twelve talismans.

Oak obediently shrank his neck, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

In order not to alert the enemy, Ye Han decided to spare Ouke's life.

He's one of Purple Eyes' people. If we deal with him now, Purple Eyes will soon receive the news and definitely send someone to investigate.

It's better to avoid trouble than to let him continue living his life on this forgotten planet; it's easier than killing him.

Moreover, Ye Han also obtained some noteworthy information from Oak's confession.

Purple Eyes is a powerful free agent who uses poison. Oak has followed him in his campaigns across the universe for many years, participating in countless campaigns against free agents and resistance forces.

But after one operation, Purple Eye suddenly disappeared, and the Galaxy Eye headquarters gave only four words in conclusion: fate unknown.

Once the purple eyes disappeared, his men scattered like leaves in the wind, divided up or marginalized by the other four-colored eyes.

Ork was one of those marginalized groups.

A general was sent to mine in the godforsaken place of Rift.

He'll take on this task; it's most likely a setup.

Nominally it's about developing the planet, but in reality it's about exile.

Year after year, they dig into a planet that has long been hollowed out, hoping that one day they can dig out a rainbow stone from underground to complete their task.

"Brother, that's all I know, really. Please, could you let me off the hook?"

"That's all?"

"I've said everything, I've said it all, I haven't held anything back."

Ye Han replied, "Alright, then I'll let you go this time."

Then, he raised his hand and made a grasping motion above Oak's soul.

A very thin thread of light was drawn from the chest of the Orc Soul Body, crystal clear yet radiating a heart-stopping light.

The light threads wrapped around Ye Han's fingertips, flashed briefly, and then disappeared into his skin.

He took a portion of the Oak's main soul.

Not many, about one-tenth.

But that's enough to keep them in check.

"What was that just now?" Oak's voice trembled.

"You don't need to know too much," Ye Han said calmly. "You only need to know that from now on, your life and death are in my hands. If what you say today is the truth, and I don't do anything unnecessary in the future, you will be fine. But if you have any disloyal thoughts..."

Oak shook his head frantically, his soul bobbing like a rattle-drum: "No, no, no! I swear I'll never talk back! Big brother, if you tell me to go east, I'll never go west; if you tell me to stand, I won't dare squat!"

Ye Han was too lazy to listen to these pointless declarations of loyalty anymore.

With a flick of his finger, Oak's soul was jolted backward as if by an invisible hand.

"Cough cough cough."

The moment the soul collided with the physical body on the ground, a short cry of surprise rang out.

Ouk, lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes, propped himself up to sit up, and frantically touched his face, neck, and chest to make sure that every inch of his body was still there and that he was back in this familiar body.

"Big brother, I'll be alright, won't I?" Oak's voice was a little weak.

"That depends on your own performance."

Now that Oak's main soul is in Ye Han's hands, as long as he has a thought and crushes that part of the main soul, Oak will die immediately.

There will be no pain or symptoms.

Of course, there would be no chance of survival.

Ouke knew Ye Han's methods.

He would never forget the feeling of his soul being ripped out and crumpled into a ball.

He immediately got up from the ground, his face plastered with an extremely ingratiating smile, his lips still trembling, but his voice had already switched to a fawning mode.

"Boss! My admiration for you is like a surging river, endless and unstoppable, like the Yellow River overflowing its banks."

"If you give the order, I will go east if you tell me to go east, and I will go west if you tell me to go west. I would never dare to have any disloyalty!"

Ye Han glanced at him and casually remarked, "That would be for the best."

"Don't think you can find a solution just because I'm gone. If you're thinking like that, you'd better think it over. My abilities aren't something that just some Tom, Dick, or Harry can handle."

Ouke's thoughts were exactly what Ye Han had said.

Keep him calm for now, and once he leaves, immediately seek help from the Galaxy Eye headquarters.

There should be a way to counter this kind of soul control ability in the Galaxy Eye's archives. Even if the Galaxy Eye doesn't have it, it can be solved for a high price on the black market.

But after Ye Han saw through him at a glance, he instantly felt a chill run down his spine.

"Your subordinate wouldn't dare!"

Oak quickly waved his hand, a new layer of cold sweat beading on his forehead: "Since Boss is going to Carlo Star tomorrow, why don't you stay here for the day? When the time comes tomorrow, I'll personally escort you there!"

"We'll talk about this later."

Ye Han's gaze returned to the black crystal.

Now that the ten energy points have been drained, it should be fine to open it and check what's inside.

He also wanted to see what was inside the crystal.

Could there really be a rainbow stone inside?

Ye Han walked up to the crystal, held a sword finger, aimed at the crystal, and slashed it in the air.

Sword Flash – the second move of the Eight Extremes Heaven, uses the fingers as a sharp blade, generating terrifying cutting force through rapid vibration.

On the extremely cold planet, Ye Han practiced this move repeatedly in front of the ten-thousand-year-old ice pillar.

Those icicles have been frozen for tens of thousands of years in the near-zero temperatures of the Arctic planet, making them as hard as steel. Their surfaces are covered with layer upon layer of ice, each layer as dense as a diamond compacted by time.

Through hundreds of millions of repetitions every day, this move has been honed to its ultimate form.

There's nothing he can't cut.

As Ye Han stopped pointing, the black crystal cracked open.

The two halves of the crystal slowly slid apart to the sides, revealing the internal facets, which were as smooth as mirrors and so flat that they could reflect a person's image.

Oak stared wide-eyed, his mouth opening and closing repeatedly, his face filled with disbelief.

Even a laser cutter couldn't cut it, but this person cut the crystal in half with just a flick of his finger.

This really overturned his understanding.

Are fingers more powerful than lasers?

Ye Han ignored his changing expression and focused all his attention on the crystal.

In the very center of the two halves of the crystal is a cavity the size of a fist. The inner wall of the cavity is covered with fine energy crystal patterns. The cavity is empty, containing nothing.

There are no rainbow stones, nothing of value.

Long, long ago, something was indeed sealed inside this cavity, but after so many years, the contents have long since vanished, leaving only an empty shell.

What a disappointment!

Ye Han thought he could get the Rainbow Stone.

As it turns out, he didn't have the kind of luck to find treasures on the street. The crystal was just a crystal; after he took all the energy points, there was nothing inside.

"Forget it, rainbow stones aren't something you can get your hands on so easily."

"The only way is to try and steal from either Galaxy Eye or Black Flag Free Agents. That's simpler, and we don't have to search around randomly."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Ye Han realized something was wrong.

The free agents who stole the Galaxy Eye? The free agents who stole the Black Flag? When did the word "steal" become so easy to say?

Back on Earth, he was such a good young man, law-abiding and kind to others.

When I was a child, I often helped old ladies cross the road, and I would hand over any five yuan I found on the roadside to my teacher.