Hun Xuzi

Xiao Yan had yet to break through to the Dou Zun class, but the strength of his body already possessed combat power on the level of a Dou Zun.

With Xiao Yan's assistance, the lightning tribulation summoned by an eighth-grade pill naturally could no longer inflict any injuries on Old Man Yao.

With a Heavenly Soul and a Dou Zun body both in place, the moment of condensing the pill had naturally arrived.

"Damn it!"

Staring at the sky in terror, Old Man Mu Gu could clearly sense that the faint connection he had just established with the Soul-Devouring Bone-Corrupting Pill was rapidly and drastically dissipating.

"If this continues, that old bastard will definitely take the pill."

Old Man Mu Gu's eyes flickered. He knew better than anyone that, given what he had done at the Pill Gathering, if the mission failed, there would be absolutely no way for him to survive.

The Yao Clan, Danta, and even Soul Hall itself would no longer tolerate his existence.

At that point, other than death, he would have no second path to choose!

His face turned green and white in turns. Old Man Mu Gu bit through the tip of his tongue and forcibly spat out a large mouthful of blood essence onto the dull, lightless token.

"Bzz—"

As blood essence continued to spill over it, the token, saturated with blood, emitted a dim crimson glow. Intertwining Soul Chains burrowed into the ground like tree roots, radiating a cold and horrifying chill.

The next moment, the ground suddenly split apart, and an illusory, aged figure stepped forth. With gray beard and white hair, he carried an unimaginable aura of decay.

"Heh heh, after all these years, this old man actually has the chance to revisit an old haunt. How interesting."

The old