Below Three Feet, I Am Here! Song Ci Attains Sainthood!

Time rewound a quarter of an hour.

Mount Fangcun.

Chen Luo was frowning as he watched Song Ci battle the two Plague Great Demons in the sky. Suddenly, a Wutong Leaf detached itself from a tree in Mount Fangcun's Wutong Forest. As if caught up by a gentle breeze, it drifted onto Chen Luo's shoulder.

Just as Chen Luo was about to brush the Wutong Leaf away, an "aged" voice entered his soul: "Song Ci is in danger."

"Huh?" Chen Luo jolted and asked in confusion, "Grandmaster?"

"Song Ci has transformed righteous qi into corpse qi. He has already stepped halfway into the Netherworld." Azure Dragon Emperor did not answer Chen Luo, but continued transmitting his voice. "He cannot attain sainthood in the human world. By making this move, he has already resolved to die."

Chen Luo's expression immediately turned solemn, but he also understood that transmitting his voice through a Wutong Leaf across the entirety of Southern Wilderness had to consume an enormous amount of energy. Azure Dragon Emperor could not have come merely to deliver news of Song Ci's death.

That meant Chen Luo might have some role to play in this!

"Grandmaster, is there anything I can do?"

"You can..." Azure Dragon Emperor continued transmitting to Chen Luo. Chen Luo's expression shifted from solemnity to thought, then gradually eased again. A moment later, the Wutong Leaf drifted from his shoulder by itself.

"Old Ao, I'm going out for a while!" Chen Luo called to Ao Lingling. He then quietly concealed his form and left Mount Fangcun.

A quarter of an hour later.

In the sky, Song Ci had just slain the Qizhong when he felt the righteous qi within him rapidly dissipating.

Transform Body into Dao meant using righteous qi to pave a smooth road across the