Song Changsheng followed the guidance of the Corpse Qi in his hand all the way, only barely catching up at dawn. Xie Kui was far slower than him, but the other party's intelligence had already matured. Knowing he was being tracked, he repeatedly changed directions and used divine abilities several times to conceal his trail, attempting to confuse him.
An ordinary cultivator might truly have been misled by that string of maneuvers, but through his meticulous control over the Corpse Qi on Xie Kui's body, Song Changsheng kept him firmly locked onto his position.
"Xie Kui!"
The furious shout crashed like thunder. Xie Kui, who had been racing at top speed, abruptly halted. The green phosphorescent flames in his eyes blazed fiercely, and the Corpse Qi surging madly behind him was exactly like his current state of mind.
"You... must you kill me to the last?" Xie Kui's voice was hoarse, his words somewhat slurred, as though he was unfamiliar with this form of communication.
A flicker of surprise passed through Song Changsheng's eyes as he asked uncertainly, "Did you inherit the memories of the Spirit Body's original owner from before his death?"
To perform the Extreme Yin Returns to Yang Art, a cultivator's soul had to leave the Spirit Body before it completely lost its vitality, then be preserved through a secret art and a special vessel. The soul was the carrier of consciousness and memory. Once it left the body, the Spirit Body would absorb Yin Qi in an Extremely Yin Land and undergo corpse transformation, eventually giving birth to an entirely new consciousness from nothing.
Though this newly born consciousness became the master of the Spirit Body, it was a wholly new individual and would not inherit the original owner's memories.
Xie Kui had only just awakened.