A vast number of vengeful spirits with blood-red eyes surrounded Lu Xiaotian. He felt them burrowing straight into his body, but with his fleshly body's defenses, they couldn't do him any harm for the time being.
The spirits circled around him in a frenzy. With a wave of Lu Xiaotian's hand, a ball of spiritfire shot out, annihilating a great many of them. But even more drifted out of the Devouring Yin Ghost Wheel, and the black threads grew increasingly solid.
"Heh heh, I never thought your fleshly body would be so well-defended. It must have reached at least the eighth rank. Cultivating both the Dharma and the body, and reaching heights beyond the common man in both—truly a rare sight in this world. But once the Devouring Yin Ghost Wheel is activated, its backlash is unavoidable. Take your time and enjoy it."
The foot-long little black figure cackled. He seemed rather wary of the spirits too, and retreated a few steps as black mist billowed from his body.
Under the assault of the black mist, the white bones scattered across the ground began to slowly wriggle. Broken pieces joined together, and separated parts reconnected. Xuan Yin's skeletal body and the white bone falcon were actually recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Sure enough, just as Xuan Yin had said, the spirits crawling out of the Devouring Yin Ghost Wheel grew more and more powerful. With the magic power Lu Xiaotian had left, he could no longer control much Fanluo Spiritfire.
Hiss! Suddenly, a needle-like pain shot through his left arm. Lu Xiaotian stared at it and saw a vicious spirit bite through his skin. The magic power and what little strength remained in his body were sucked away by the spirit.
Lu Xiaotian was horrified. Only