Could it be that I had to perform Corpse Purification on him?
The instant the thought surfaced, the deadlock congealed in Qin He's heart suddenly loosened a little.
Others burned corpses only to cleanse filth and destroy evil, eliminating every hidden threat of yin balefulness.
But after years of burning corpses, handling countless demon corpses and uncanny remains, he had long since grasped the deepest, most obscure secrets of the trade.
A corpse was the shell left behind by the living, a creature's final trace in the world.
Whenever someone had an obsession, a conviction, or an unfulfilled wish in life, a faint strand of their own will would linger in their body after death extinguished their cultivation.
Neither manifesting nor stirring, it lay hidden deep within sinew and bone, undispersed through the ages.
This Ape-Shaped Ancient Corpse occupying the Forbidden Void had endured far more than tens of millions of years, withstanding the scouring of spatial turbulence and laws without decaying. How could he possibly have no lingering will?
Ordinary attacks, fierce flames, and restrictions were all destruction imposed from outside, hostile acts of violation that would only trigger this Void Domain's punitive killing intent.
But Corpse Purification was different.
Corpse Purification meant setting the remains in order, granting the departed a dignified ending, fulfilling a wish that had lain silent through the ages.
If this giant corpse truly retained a remnant of will, he might not resist this final act.
He might even cooperate of his own accord.
There was no solid basis for this conjecture. It hardly qualified as deduction, much less a plan.
It was an instinct etched into Qin He's bones through years of burning corpses.
With the road ahead sealed, force offering no solution, and no opening to exploit, he might as well try