It… was a bodily sensation of a limb leaving the body.

“Fellow Daoist!”

“Commander!”

“Spud!” 

“You…”

Many alarmed cries suddenly rang out. Each person saw that after Xu Yangyi retreated from Wei Zhongxian’s mouth, his person was fine. However, his left arm was but empty space!

“Pant… Pant…” Cool gasps came from between Xu Yangyi’s clenched teeth. Over and over without end in sight, his pale lips shivered. He was already soaked with blood from head to toe. His body had sustained heavy injuries, and his left arm was lost. Still, he didn’t look to his wounds, but rather straight at the corpse puppet.

Wei Zhongxian was motionless. He… had just stiffened in place like so. After five seconds, the four Dharma Wheels on his figure exploded into a radiance that instantly filled the sky!

Rustle… The corpse puppet’s eyes, nose, and mouth shot out rays of pure white qi that slowly rose into the sky. It was as if Wei Zhongxian was evaporating.

Infinite, limitless, and separated somewhat far away, a skybound pillar of white qi was all that could be seen. It revolved in the vast lotus sea.

This heart-shaking berserk qi swept across the entire neighboring space! On the ocean surface, a hurricane appeared to have blown through. Tides rose and fell in succession and the surrounding...