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The black storm was still raging without rest. This battle hadn't lasted long at all before everything slowly began to calm down.
Qi Zun Zhe's struggles were gradually weakening.
His consciousness began to blur, then crumble. By now, his entire body was saturated with poison. This poison corroded and eroded his nerves and mind, making his whole body gradually stiff and powerless, until he completely lost control over it.
"You… you've offended my Hall of Souls… you… you're doomed…"
In the end, after mumbling this one last sentence in a low voice, his awareness sank entirely into endless darkness. The shattered space was rapidly repairing itself, and soon it was completely restored.
Wooo wooo wooo~
Aside from the sound of the wind, there was no more movement here.
Qi Zun Zhe's entire body still quietly burned with poisonous fire, lying stiff as it drifted in the air, letting the fierce winds blow it farther and farther away.
The reason the body was preserved was entirely intentional—Xian'er had controlled the temperature of the poisonous flame so that it didn't burn the corpse to ash.
With a thought from her, the poisonous flame guided the corpse that had been swept away by the wind and quickly flew it back.
In the end, it stopped not far in front of Wei Yang and the others.
The flame wrapping around the surface of the body began to slowly recede, revealing Qi Zun Zhe's now withered-looking corpse.
Xian'er extended her slender hand toward the corpse, just about to take back the two sub-flames, when Wei Yang stopped her.
"Wait—don't be so quick to retrieve them," Wei Yang said. "He's still a Dou Zun; better be cautious."
Hearing this, Xian'er blinked, nodded, and drew back her hand.
Then Wei Yang looked over at Du Jiao, "Du Jiao, your hide's thick—go restrain him, and be careful."
"Yes, Great Master." Du Jiao nodded, stepped up to the corpse, reached out his large hand, and lifted it. Then he twisted both arms of the corpse behind its back, locking them tightly in place.
This way, even if there really were some unexpected "corpse revival," it would have to break free from Du Jiao's grip before it could attack. That little bit of time would be more than enough for Wei Yang and the others to react.
Wei Yang nodded in satisfaction, then said to Ah Da, "Go—pull out his remnant soul."
"Yes, master." Ah Da's figure flickered, appearing before the corpse. He pressed a palm to the corpse's forehead, then gave a forceful tug.
Whoosh!
In an instant, a transparent, ethereal, sleeping soul form was forcibly ripped out by Ah Da.
On the surface of this soul form, there was still a layer of eerie greenish flame tinged with grayish-white. The wisps of fire clung tightly and stubbornly to the soul form like maggots gnawing on bones, endlessly corroding and consuming it.
Whoosh!
Ah Da carefully held the soul form suspended in midair, not daring to touch those flames directly. With another flicker, he returned to stand before Wei Yang and bowed, "Master."
"Tsk tsk… Xian'er, this poison of yours… it's something else," Wei Yang said, rubbing his chin with interest.
"Hmph." Xian'er gave a proud snort and shot him a sideways glance, "I am, after all, the combination of the Woeful Poison Body and Ghostly Poison Flame, don't underestimate me."
"Yes, yes, of course." Wei Yang nodded repeatedly.
All this time, Xian'er had almost never used the Ghostly Poison Flame against enemies. The few times she had taken action, she had used Wind and Thunder Fury Flame sub-flames instead, to the point where Wei Yang had nearly forgotten that her Ghostly Poison Flame was the real ultimate weapon.
He realized now that he had clearly underestimated Xian'er's true combat power. With the soul form extracted, this former Qi Zun Zhe no longer posed any threat.
"Xian'er, take back the poison flame now—don't damage the body," Wei Yang said with a smile.
"Mm." Xian'er smiled and nodded, flipping her hand.
Shoo! Shoo!
Two wisps of poisonous flame—green tinged with gray—flew swiftly from both the corpse held by Du Jiao and the soul form suspended by Ah Da, merging back into Xian'er's hand. They fused into one cluster, and with a turn of her palm, she stored it away.
At the same time those two sub-flames shot out, they also conveniently carried away all the poisons.
These poisons, having spread, taken root, and absorbed a good amount of a Dou Zun's energy to grow, had greatly increased in potency. Now that they returned to Xian'er's body, they could practically be considered a rare tonic.
Wei Yang reached out and took the slumbering soul from Ah Da's hands, grabbing its head and lifting it up in front of him for a closer look.
After a moment—
"Pfft. A Dou Zun, huh? Think you're something special? Why the hell did you have to come provoke me for no reason?" He sneered.
I mean, you go out to handle your business, then just handle your business properly. Couldn't you have gone straight to the Jia Ma Empire to cause trouble for Xiao Yan and Yao Lao?Why go out of your way to stir up trouble with me?
I've been keeping out of your way, but you still insist on shoving yourself in front of me.
Are you trying to get yourself killed?
Wei Yang shook his head in mild exasperation, clicking his tongue. He glanced at Xian'er and lifted the soul in his hand. "This guy—any chance he can be saved?"
"No," Xian'er shook her head, explaining, "His consciousness has completely collapsed. Mm… similar to how Du Jiao was before. Even if he wakes up, he probably won't remember who he is."
"Uh…" Even though Wei Yang had been prepared for the answer, he still couldn't help taking a sharp breath, surprised. "Collapsed just like that?"
Ah Da and the others were also shocked upon hearing this.
That fast?
Truly… what a deadly poison.
"In that situation, how would I dare hold back?" Xian'er said helplessly.
"That's true," Wei Yang nodded, then said with some regret, "I was actually thinking of waking him up, then putting him through some harsh interrogation to see if I could dig up some information on the Hall of Souls. After all, he's a Dou Zun—his status in the Hall of Souls wouldn't be low. I could've gotten something valuable out of him."
Xian'er spread her hands. "There's nothing I can do. All the poison's been used up—no saving him."
"Tsk." Wei Yang flipped his hand, taking out a jade bottle. With practiced ease, he stuffed the soul inside, sealed the lid, placed a sealing mark, and then put it away.
His movements were smooth and fluid—clearly well-practiced. Once that was done, his gaze shifted to the Dou Zun's corpse being held by Du Jiao.
"Ah Da, what do you think of this body—satisfied?" Wei Yang asked with a smile.
Ah Da bowed deeply, excitement in his voice, "Master, I'm very satisfied."
After all, a Dou Zun's body was far superior to a Dou Zong body.
"Then it's yours. Put it away carefully. I believe it won't be long before you can truly be revived," Wei Yang said with a wave of his hand.
"Thank you, Master!" Ah Da prostrated himself in the air, trembling with excitement.
He knew Wei Yang wasn't lying.
It really wouldn't be long now.
The most difficult requirement for crafting a body—the three types of Heavenly Flames—they already possessed.
Aside from that, they still needed three more things:
First, the Bone Growing Blood Fusing Pill—a peak Tier 7 pill. Wei Yang was already at the Spirit Realm in soul power, and given his current pace of advancement in alchemy, it wouldn't be long before he could refine peak Tier 7 pill. Of course, he'd need to gather the ingredients—or at least the seeds—first.
Second, the blood essence of a Rank 7 magic beast. This should be obtainable once they reached Central Plains.
Third, the corpse of a Dou Zong powerhouse. Needless to say, they now had something even better—a Dou Zun's corpse.
Thinking of this, Ah Da couldn't help but be overwhelmed with excitement. After so many years of surviving in hiding, he was finally about to be reborn!
He took the corpse from Du Jiao, carefully sealing it in ice with his Nine Nether Cold Qi. Then he produced a large jade case and stored it away.
The whole process had a certain ceremonial flair to it—even the jade case for holding the corpse had been prepared long in advance.
Clearly, Ah Da cared greatly about his future body. Once Ah Da had finished dealing with the corpse— Wei Yang looked up into the sky.
Above them, deep in the void, was the source of the black storm pouring down.
"Let's go," Wei Yang said calmly.
"Yes," Ah Da replied, moving ahead to lead the way.
Behind him followed Wei Yang, Qing Lin, and Du Jiao.
Xian'er brought up the rear.
The five of them traveled straight against the black storm's current, heading toward its source. Very soon, they vanished completely into the deep darkness, entering the depths of the void.
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