"Sir, you've come."
When Old Ape saw Qin He, his expression was somewhat tense—not for himself, but because Qin He's gaze remained icy as he looked at Zhu Ganglie's Remnant Soul, killing intent still permeating his entire body.
"Heh-heh, should I call you Old Ape, Great Sage, or something else?" Qin He narrowed his eyes.
He did not know how the distorted story of Journey to the West had been passed down to the Eastern Lands World—yes... a distorted story—but he certainly would not blindly assume anything.
Because what had been distorted might not only be the story, but many other things as well. None of it could be trusted.
When necessary, he would never show mercy.
The reason was simple. The Zhu Ganglie before him had truly fallen into supernatural phenomena and become the Lord of Supernatural Phenomena, immensely powerful. Had Lucky Doll not taken that fatal blow for him, he could only have used the Nine Revolutions Soul Return Technique.
The Nine Revolutions Soul Return Technique was Qin He's trump card among trump cards, a choice reserved for life and death.
Though returning the soul would count as resurrection, this physical body he had cultivated for so long would be utterly ruined.
Bone Transformation Technique, Blood Refining Scripture, Merit Golden Body.
Refining blood, refining bones, refining the golden body—he had poured so much effort and merit into them. If he lost them, his strength would fall by at least half. That would be a devastating loss.
Most crucially, after fighting for seven days and seven nights, Zhu Ganglie's corpse had not been destroyed by the Samadhi True Fire, but by the lightning tribulation.
The heavenly lightning had been far too powerful, forcing Qin He to go all out.
With a single strike, Zhu Ganglie had been reduced to