After breaking through to the Zombie God realm, all the Techniques he had mastered were effectively strengthened once more. The power of a Zombie God was far more terrifying than that of a Corpse Transformation, and this was without having fused with any Power of Rules.
Fu Ming was a Zombie God, and those others just now must have been Zombie Gods as well. Otherwise, Fu Ming wouldn’t have had such a difficult ti.
But in just a very short ti, all four of them were easily defeated by Yang An.
Back when he was still at the Corpse Transformation level, Yang An could already kill a Zombie God with his own power.
Now that he had beco a Zombie God, even though they were at the sa Cultivation Level, the difference in their combat strength was like the moon compared to a firefly—simply incomparable.
Fu Ming’s body was still splitting apart. A mont ago, it seed he was about to fall completely into so sort of state. Fortunately, Yang An had appeared just in ti. But his condition was still terrible, and he couldn’t force himself back to normal.
A gleam of light flashed from Yang An, and in the next instant, he appeared before Fu Ming.
Fu Ming’s body trembled as if he were enduring imnse pain. His head was still tearing apart at the sides, and the bloodshot veins in his eyes grew more nurous, looking utterly demonic in this gray world.
Yang An once again emitted a black light that enveloped Fu Ming, forcibly halting his current state.
anwhile, Yang An also noticed the injured Jin Tong.
Jin Tong’s condition was also quite poor. His Cultivation Level was the weakest of the group, only at the Corpse Transformation level. However, he had clearly paid a steep price to forcibly stop one of the attackers earlier and was still in the process of recovering.
There was still no sound from the outside. Protected by the summoned Xian within the Grand View Cave Zen, their current situation should be safe. So, Yang An decided to wait for Fu Ming to regain his senses.
The black light continued to envelop Fu Ming as Yang An walked over to the bonfire and sat down.
’Now that I’ve advanced to the Zombie God realm, I don’t have to worry even if more people are drawn here.’
About the ti it takes to drink a cup of tea later, Yang An saw the bloodshot look in Fu Ming’s eyes fade and his reason steady. He then withdrew the Dark Communication Secret Spell.
Fu Ming’s body stopped splitting and quickly returned to normal. His mind had finally cleared.
He let out a long sigh, then walked back to the bonfire on unsteady feet and slowly sat down, a look of utter exhaustion on his face.
Yang An was about to speak, but in the next mont, Fu Ming’s body began to act strangely again. Blood poured from his eyes, ears, nostrils, and mouth, and his entire body trembled uncontrollably.
’The price must be taking effect,’ Yang An thought. ’Even after death, with only the soul remaining, the price follows you like a shadow.’
After so ti, Fu Ming’s body showed no more abnormalities, and he finally settled down completely.
"Thank you for your help this ti, Senior Brother. Regardless, I owe you a favor."
Though they had initially agreed to a fair trade, with Fu Ming not requiring anything more from him, Yang An felt compelled to speak up after seeing how Fu Ming had given his all.
’If others show him respect, he will naturally show them respect in return. That is true fairness.’
Fu Ming didn’t respond to that. His breathing gradually slowed from its ragged pace as he brought up another matter.
"Junior Brother, you’ve gained control of the Xian Origin Land, haven’t you?"
Yang An didn’t feel this was sothing worth hiding from Fu Ming. Besides, he still needed to learn more about the Xian Origin Land from him.
But upon hearing Fu Ming’s question, Yang An glanced over at Jin Tong, who was not far off.
Jin Tong had also recovered. He seed to hesitate for a mont, aware that he shouldn’t intrude on their conversation, and chose to take his leave.
Seeing Jin Tong choose to leave, and recalling how he had helped Fu Ming earlier, Yang An’s opinion of him improved slightly.
’Still, the word ’trust’ doesn’t apply to Jin Tong just yet.’
"Senior Brother, is there sothing you wanted to say?"
Yang An asked, indirectly confirming Fu Ming’s question.
"You shouldn’t have killed all of them just now. You should have left their Spirit Cores. Within those Spirit Cores is a trace of the Power of Rules from the Xianyuan Forbidden Artifact.
"Take our Master, for example. He controls our souls, which is equivalent to him indirectly grasping so of the Rules of the Xianyuan Forbidden Artifact."
Fu Ming had brought up a topic that greatly interested Yang An.
His words were vague, but the intended aning was crystal clear.
’Even that old coot Life Crane could do it, and that was without having full control of the Xian Origin Land.’
’I’m more capable than Life Crane; I’ve even gained control of the Xian Origin Land. But by killing those four and not leaving their Spirit Cores, I’ve missed out on four different types of the Power of Rules.’
Yang An felt helpless about this. ’It’s not like I wanted to.’
’It’s the sa old problem. Whenever I use Light Magic at full power, nothing is left behind. Not even a speck of dust.’
’Before my Light Magic, these guys are just so fragile.’
"What is a Spirit Core?"
Yang An changed the subject to what interested him. Fu Ming seed to know a great deal, though Yang An had no idea where he had gotten all this information.
"The *Mystic Path Decoded* is the key to entering the Xian Origin Land. When we were still alive, every ti the price of our Cultivation Technique flared up, we were able to see the truest aspect of the Xian Origin Land. As a result, the Xian Origin would leave a mark on us. That mark is the Spirit Core."
Fu Ming explained.
"It is said, ’Fuse three techniques, see the True Illusion. Fuse six, see Cang Zhuo. Fuse nine, see the Mirror Self. Fuse twelve, see Lower Hu...’"
"That is how it is."
"Gray Scale is rely the outermost layer of the Xian Origin. It doesn’t possess any Xian Origin Rules, making it the safest place in the entire Xian Origin Land. The next layer is the True Illusion. As for Zombie Gods like us, we were able to see Lower Hu when we were alive. If our souls survive after death, the farthest we can reach is also Lower Hu."
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