Hiss...
The insect's cry grew ever more shrill. Though the Black Water Leech was only a soul-body, its intelligence was not low. Now its eyes were filled with terror, yet, imprisoned by Lin Xuan, it could not move at all. It could only watch helplessly as the Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire flew toward it.
A "whoosh" entered his ears, and flames like the evening glow wrapped around it. Instantly, the insect's cries swelled severalfold, and even that multicolored ball of light began to shake.
Yet Lin Xuan was in no hurry. He had long anticipated such a situation. His right hand turned over, and he struck out with an incantation seal, pouring magic power into it in an unbroken stream...
Its deathbed struggle was useless. The trembling of the light ball subsided once more, forcibly bound down by Lin Xuan's magic power.
Afterward, Lin Xuan closed his eyes and began to control the Phantom Spirit Heaven Fire. Refining and fusing this strange insect's soul into it was not as simple as one might imagine.
The slightest mistake could very well cause all previous efforts to be thrown away.
Lin Xuan naturally did not want the treasure he had obtained with such difficulty to turn to dust, so of course he had to be as careful as possible.
Time slowly flowed by.
Before he knew it, a month had passed just like that.
There was not much weariness on Lin Xuan's face. This amount of time was not worth mentioning to an immortal cultivator.
In the early morning, the Sun rose. Yet inside the cultivation cave, compared with night, there seemed to be no great difference. However, Lin Xuan, who had been sitting there motionless all along, suddenly flicked his sleeve, and his tightly shut eyes opened once more.
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