Bang bang bang!!! All the qi flowers rushed Xu Yangyi. In a twinkling, they buried him. Although he was a Foundation Establishment cultivator, the corpse-qi accumulation here was to be noted at all cost! One realm, ten years. Even if all this qi was from mortals, it was enough to submerge him. Granted that he was only keeping up with the tail’s tip, this qi was like charcoal delivered in a blizzard to his current situation!

Crash… The familiar sound of flowing qi rang out from inside him again. He wordlessly sighed. Moments ago, he’d still felt that his loss of the Ketu-Rahu Sword was a little unfortunate, but this feeling now sprouted wings and flew away.

Since his rise to Foundation Establishment until now, this feeling of qi filling him was truly like eating meat again after three years. In this moment, qi swelled in his veins, clamoring and filling his dried-up body once more.

In his meridians, the heaviness of qi rose. He could feel the amount of qi being stored was steadily rising. Nonetheless, he furrowed his brows at this time.

This qi… couldn’t be cycled.

He carefully observed for a few seconds and realized what was going on.

If one didn’t look carefully at these white qi orbs, they wouldn’t see the sliver of black within. This blackness was the “impurity” of mortals. They hadn’t undergone...