"Crack, crack, crack!"
Yu Shiqing, Nalan Ruoxue, Cai Shu, and the others stared blankly as the Corpse God slowly "ate" Qi Lianliancheng bit by bit.
Although the Corpse God had always followed at Luo Bei's side like the most loyal servant, neither Yu Shiqing nor Nalan Ruoxue had paid it much mind. To cultivators like them, Luo Bei's Corpse God had not seemed particularly difficult to deal with.
But now, whether in appearance or in the feeling it gave off, this Corpse God was completely different.
After completely "eating" Qi Lianliancheng, the Corpse God emitted strands of tangible white radiance like jeweled tassels. This white radiance was the fluctuation of magical power emanating from its body. The magical power fluctuations of the Corpse God were incomparably frigid, so much so that the moisture in the air continuously turned into snow-white ice crystals that drifted down at its feet. It looked as though the Corpse God stood atop a white plate several zhang in diameter.
The Corpse God's body was no longer pitch-black. Instead, it gleamed with an amber-like luster. Coupled with such magical power fluctuations, the first impression it gave was no longer one of terror and gloom, but of solemn majesty.
"The cold aura is this heavy?"
Seeing this transformation in the Corpse God, Yu Shiqing could not help stepping forward. But when he was still a zhang away from it, his brow abruptly twitched.
Even with Yu Shiqing's cultivation, he felt threads of icy chill.
Yu Shiqing immediately realized that this chill was no longer merely the corpse qi emitted by the Corpse God, but an icy aura caused by fluctuations of magical power.
In other words, when facing this Corpse God before, one had merely faced a corpse-refined object. But now, if Yu Shiqing did not see