The Black Chicken Old Demon's divine soul had just entered the body he had prepared long ago.
A look of astonishment flashed through his eyes.
Where was the golden core?
Why was it gone?
He glanced over and saw what seemed to be a Foundation Establishment cultivator looking at him.
Hearing that Foundation Establishment cultivator's words, suspicion flashed in his eyes.
"My final divine soul attack did nothing to a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator. It seems you possess a supreme treasure capable of defending against divine soul attacks!"
At that thought, wild delight appeared in the Black Chicken Old Demon's eyes.
"Heaven has taken pity on me. Surviving a great calamity must bring great fortune afterward!"
After being besieged by nine Nascent Souls, he had feigned death and escaped, already suffering grave damage to his vital essence.
Yet he had never expected to encounter a Foundation Establishment cultivator immune to his divine soul attacks.
Before his death, his divine soul attack had indiscriminately struck everyone. The nine Nascent Souls had suffered the worst of it, followed by the cultivators near Zu Yuan True Person.
As a result, even mid-stage Core Formation cultivators had fallen unconscious, while a Foundation Establishment cultivator was still bouncing about lively.
That proved the other party possessed a supreme treasure that could defend against divine soul attacks.
Judging by its grade, its level was extremely high.
If he seized it and found somewhere to cultivate step by step, this supreme treasure would greatly increase his chances of surviving the Purple Mansion tribulation.
How could that not excite him?
Looking at Qi Yuan, he seemed to be looking at a fragrant, irresistible pastry.
Qi Yuan was looking at him as well, confusion in his eyes. "Someone blasted awake by a fart really does have something wrong with