The Six-Eyed Qilin King and the Black Dragon were locked in battle. With his Primordial Spirit no longer suppressed, the Six-Eyed Qilin King could finally unleash his true strength.
"I've given up on the Dragon-Ambrosia Heavenly Soul Liquid, but I've always heard how formidable your Dragon Clan is when you're not being suppressed by the Heavenly Court. Today, I'll finally see for myself." As soon as he finished speaking, the Six-Eyed Qilin King summoned a trident and clashed with the Black Dragon.
Lu Xiaotian flew straight toward the Dragon-Ambrosia Heavenly Soul Liquid swirling in the great void. No one was left to stop him now, and the liquid that several Golden Immortal-level experts had fought over was within arm's reach.
Lu Xiaotian reached out to grab it, but the thing that looked like a mass of liquid seemed intangible. His hand passed right through it, and he couldn't grasp even a drop.
Just as the rumors claimed, Lu Xiaotian wasn't alarmed but delighted. The Dragon-Ambrosia Heavenly Soul Liquid wasn't an ordinary liquid, but a kind of soul essence. Without its recognition, he would end up as he had just now: even with it right before him, taking it would be no easy task. This soul essence was soul-like in form—visible, yet untouchable.
He would have to make his Primordial Spirit resonate with the soul essence and earn some degree of its recognition. That was especially difficult. Though the corpse soul had refined a fragment of Ying Gou's finger bone, it wasn't itself a member of the Dragon Clan. Besides wanting to cultivate its corpse-path divine abilities, it had plotted against their group because Lu Xiaotian, as a member of the Dragon Clan, had long been on its kill list.
But things hadn't gone as planned. The corpse soul hadn't anticipated