At last, the final trace of the Third Holy Son's soul imprint was washed away by Xu Yi. The entire Sheep Fat Jade Pure Bottle blazed with light, and its green willow branch even seemed to come alive, nodding gently toward Xu Yi.
More than thirty li away, the Third Holy Son saw the dazzling light, and his heart bled.
He could hardly believe that this damnable fellow had actually used Soul Fire to successfully refine the Sheep Fat Jade Pure Bottle.
The light pouring from the Sheep Fat Jade Pure Bottle far exceeded anything he could have imagined. He remembered spending countless years and pouring all his heart and effort into refining it, yet even at its peak, he had only managed to make it glow faintly.
"No. I have to take this treasure back. Wang Qianqiu must die, even if it means turning against the Donghua Immortal Sect."
In an instant, the Third Holy Son made up his mind, unleashing boundless killing intent.
Xu Yi, meanwhile, let out a long breath. He had finally finished refining the bottle before the Third Holy Son could catch up.
He held his breath, forcing himself to keep going and barely steadying his soul, which had grown exceedingly weak. Grabbing the Sheep Fat Jade Pure Bottle, he plunged into the water and rapidly sank. He activated the Gale Cloak, and his whole body shot through the water like an arrow.
He had nearly gotten his hands on it! The Third Holy Son's heart began to ache again. Without a moment's hesitation, he plunged into the water after him, activated the Water Repelling Pearl's restriction, and sped off in the direction Xu Yi had gone.
The farther he chased, the more stifled he felt. How could this damnable fellow move so fast underwater,