Ren Qing took a moment to review all his Magic Techniques.
Sunn was already slowing down, hovering in the sky over a certain Flesh Plain to guide Zhang Mu's soul back to his body.
Zhang Mu was in much better shape than Zhou Mei. He had been stuck at the Half-Corpse Realm for over a decade and only chose to advance when he was sufficiently confident.
This was evident from the mission at Eight Characters Village. Though he, too, was trapped deep within the Mysterious Object's illusions, he broke free much more quickly.
Zhang Mu sat cross-legged on Sunn's back. More than half an hour passed, during which his skin continuously sizzled.
The Black Arm Technique was fundamentally based on poison, making it far more dangerous than the Divine Sutra, yet Zhang Mu handled it with ease.
Even as large swaths of his body were seared with burns, he held firmly to his true self.
Sunn nodded to himself.
