"Come to think of it, if the Dao I cultivated hadn't countered this fellow, I might not have been able to take it down so easily."
"Although methods targeting the spirit and soul might have been quite effective against it, I had never truly cultivated any related killing techniques in that regard."
"But speaking of which, how exactly are things like this, resembling vengeful spirits, born?"
"Spiritual Qi Resurgence should be arriving soon, right? When the time comes, with the Xuantian Realm invading, things like ghost cultivators should begin appearing as well. I wonder whether those things will be like this Vengeful Dragon, impossible to deal with through ordinary methods."
The Vengeful Dragon's remnant soul, filled with countless thoughts, completely dissipated, and many thoughts flashed through Yang Qingyun's mind.
But regardless of what the future held,
all he could do now was improve himself as much as possible and prepare for the great changes to come.
"Little Green, didn't you say earlier that you had a way?"
Collecting his thoughts,
Yang Qingyun glanced at the black Flood Dragon corpse not far away, then shook the Qingwen Dragon Python still wrapped around his wrist, which was currently wearing an expression of doubt toward life, and asked.
I still underestimated this fellow!
Little Green felt like a clown.
Fortunately, it hadn't said everything on its mind. Otherwise, it might not even have had the face to remain at Yang Qingyun's side.
Many thoughts likewise flashed through Little Green's mind.
At Yang Qingyun's questioning reminder, it hurriedly came back to its senses.
"Boss, don't worry. Leave it to me!"
Little Green hurriedly replied, its expression turning somewhat fawning and humble.
Yang Qingyun's performance had been so heaven-defying that it naturally had to cling tightly to this powerful leg.
But clinging to a powerful