I Don't Want To! Don't Pick Me!

At that moment, Puzhi's face was ashen and bloodless. His monk's robes were tattered, and through the ragged fabric, a mass of black energy could be seen slowly closing in around his chest. Only a small spot over his heart remained untouched.

"It seems the Divine Sword Thunder Control True Spell really is something else. It managed to leave Puzhi, whose strength wasn't much different from his opponent's, gravely wounded and on the brink of death."

Hao Shuai watched Puzhi's condition and sighed inwardly.

After watching Puzhi and Cang Song, two renowned experts in the Zhu Xian World, fight, Hao Shuai finally had some basic understanding of the world's power levels.

Broadly speaking, the cultivation system in the Zhu Xian World was completely different from the one in the Zombie World.

The biggest difference was that cultivators in the Zhu Xian World pursued powerful spells and techniques to an excessive degree, while neglecting the cultivation of the soul.

One could even say that soul cultivation simply did not exist in the Zhu Xian World.

Otherwise, with Qing Ye's level of strength, attaining a Yin Spirit would have been a matter of course.

Once he had a Yin Spirit, then when his natural life came to an end, he could easily let it leave his body, possess a corpse, and live another life.

And it would have been one thing if they simply didn't cultivate the soul. But the cultivators here didn't even have Divine Thought, which left Hao Shuai speechless.

No wonder even someone as powerful as Dao Xuan could be so easily affected by the malevolent energy of the Zhu Xian Sword.

That was certainly partly because the sword's malevolent energy was astonishing, but it was also because Dao Xuan's soul was weak.

That was also why Hao Shuai,