Corpse aura was the ignorance and delusion within the divine embryo. To sever it, one had to comprehend the will of Heaven. Once severed, the corpse aura itself would be imbued with pure heavenly intent.
"To withstand my corpse aura this long with the intent of your true spirit—you're quite the anomaly. Even if you die, you can close your eyes without regret."
The short, stocky man laughed loudly, then swept his hand. Billowing corpse aura abruptly gathered into a colossal ghostly face, blotting out half the sky. Its enormous mouth opened wide and lunged to devour Xu Yi.
The corpse aura was ethereal and swift. Without a Teleportation Talisman, Xu Yi had no way to evade it.
But he was facing three powerful cultivators who had severed their corpses. In the hands of such mighty beings, the field of a Teleportation Talisman could be ground away with a mere turn of the palm.
Using the talisman would only waste it and accomplish nothing.
Though Xu Yi didn't know the true nature of the corpse aura, he understood that it contained pure heavenly intent. If it enveloped him, it wouldn't just erase his profound sorrow—he feared it would wipe out his consciousness as well.
At a thought, Xu Yi brought out a pitch-black banner. The moment it unfurled, black clouds stretched into the distance and yin energy turned the air sinister. The temperature plummeted throughout the sky, and suddenly, a torrential downpour swept across the world.
Billowing black clouds surged straight toward the enormous ghostly face swooping down from the horizon.
With a sharp crack, the Soul-Summoning Banner shattered into four pieces. A tiny speck spun into the ghostly face, then darted back out.
"The Chiwu Worm? It's that monster!"
The short, stocky man cried out in alarm. He swept