Xu Yi said coldly, "You've reminded me. Killing you wouldn't do me any good."
"Yes, yes, it was all a misunderstanding. I'm an inner-sect Immortal Lord. Do you know what that means? I have access to vast resources. I offended you this time, and I'm willing to compensate you—spirit stones, Precious Medicine, cultivation techniques. Whatever you want. Even a chance to reach the Origin Point—I might be able to help you get one..."
In his terror, Immortal Lord He's Dao Heart had nearly crumbled completely. At that moment, all he wanted was to stay alive.
"In that case, I'll spare your dog's life."
As he spoke, Xu Yi stuffed the last three Heart-Devouring Worms into Immortal Lord He's mouth.
The enormous hand gripping Immortal Lord He's body suddenly clenched. Every bone in his body shattered, and he passed out without so much as a groan.
Xu Yi tossed Immortal Lord He's body aside, and his gigantic, demonized form quickly shrank back to its ordinary size.
His condition was dire. The bloodline in his body was still weakening without end, and the sensation made his skin crawl.
At the same time, he was filled with a deep, lingering fear and bitterly regretted his blind confidence.
Miss Qiu Lu had clearly hinted that something was wrong with the wine, yet he had relied on his strength and swallowed it anyway. That was what had led to this disaster.
As it turned out, this was the most perilous predicament Xu Yi had faced in his life.
That Yanluo Immortal was truly terrifyingly powerful, devouring his soul while rapidly weakening his body.
By the time the Yanluo Immortal enveloped his soul, Xu Yi had already lost consciousness completely, helpless at the mercy of others.
Yet as the Yanluo Immortal pounced upon Xu Yi's soul,