But before even the time it took an incense stick to burn had passed, several people rushed in first and unleashed their strongest attacks. Killing Intent surged wildly, and in an instant, they swept away ten thousand jin of sand. At last, traces of blood seeped out.
The next moment, everyone scrambled toward the heap of minced flesh lying in the sand pit. Just then, a curtain of light suddenly sprang up around the flesh. With a whoosh, it vanished before their eyes.
With a splash, Xu Yi plunged into a Jade Wave Pool barely half an acre in size. Not a shred of strength remained in his body. He floated motionlessly on the surface as the churning waves rapidly washed away the blood covering him.
His body was riddled with horrific wounds, half of it rotted away, yet Xu Yi's face was astonishingly ruddy. Most remarkable of all, his eyes gleamed with vitality, brimming with boundless life. And when he looked at his injuries, he saw them healing at a visible speed.
It turned out that just as Xu Yi had been on the verge of collapse, the swollen True Soul in his spiritual platform—no, his True Soul, his True Soul Figure—had finally completed its fusion.
Not only had it regained its shape, but the little figure, which had previously been no more than an outline, had finally developed a body, half-solid and half-insubstantial. The lightning mark on its chest, once dim, now shone with dazzling golden light.
At the same time, vigorous vitality spread from his spiritual platform, surging through every part of his body.
His True Soul and Earth Soul had fused, and the Yin Tribulation in the sky had automatically dissipated. But Xu Yi was utterly exhausted, sprawled beneath a mound of sand more than ten