Li Qingyun looked at the miserable Tuoluo, speaking in a calm tone to remind him:
"Her methods are unfathomable. Just now, even with my full effort to purge them, I couldn't obliterate the anchor of vital breath she left in Nine Sons Heaven."
"I am giving you a chance. If you are willing to abandon this body, I will bestow upon you a sliver of spiritual essence to enter the cycle of rebirth. If you can endure a hundred tribulations without perishing, you should be able to completely break free from the shackles of her shadow..."
Tuoluo looked at his own disheveled state and smiled desolately: "It seems this is the only way. Once Fellow Daoist Xia here transcends, I ask the benefactor to bestow the spiritual essence, and I shall be off!"
Given the opportunity to be a human, he naturally felt no attachment to the identity of a dog.
Even if this was a very powerful dog.
"Hmm, I will select a few Nine Clans seeds with lighter 'contamination' and settle them within Xia Bing's empty heaven, leaving a spark of fire for you all..."
Li Qingyun's light and calm voice had already determined the fate of the nine great lineages of Nine Sons Heaven.
At this moment, he truly felt that perhaps it was precisely because of his Shangqing Heaven identity, having attained the Dao and transcended from Nine Sons Heaven, that he still had so many karmic entanglements to resolve with this Great Chiliocosm afterwards.
From this point on, they should be thoroughly resolved!
At that moment, from within the very last relatively well-preserved skull cavity on Tuoluo's shoulder, among tearing bone and flesh, Xia Bing—the last of the nine Dao disciples—strove to slowly extend her figure outward.
"Lord of Dao, so this is the land