Before a dim, deep mountain cave, the old monster Qian Qing, dressed in black robes, carefully glanced behind him several times. After confirming that no one had followed him, he slipped into the cave.
Blue light flashed. The bloated body of the Tribulation-Life Gu King was covered in wounds left by the burning spiritfire. Jie Wuya's aura was extremely weak, but his spirit was abnormally exhilarated. After being trapped for ten years, he had finally broken free and regained his freedom. His life and death were no longer controlled by another's hands, and the joy in his heart was beyond words.
"Thank you, Senior Brother, for saving my life." Jie Wuya hurriedly thanked the old monster Qian Qing.
"You and I are fellow disciples. When a junior brother is in trouble, it is only right that we help each other. How is your body now, Junior Brother?" the old monster Qian Qing asked in a mild tone.
"That bastard Lu Xiaotian suppressed me inside that precious pagoda. Every so often, he would use Fanluo Spiritfire to torment me, leaving me perpetually grievously wounded and unable to recover. Now that I'm back, I'm afraid I'll need to enter seclusion for quite some time before I can restore my strength." Jie Wuya let out a despondent sigh.
"Junior Brother, there's no need to be anxious. Take a look at this." The old monster Qian Qing took out something resembling soft jade. Sealed inside was a pale-blue insect. It had the same form as the Jie Life Gu, but there was no comparison between their sizes.
"The Gu King's shed husk!" Jie Wuya's voice was filled with delight. More importantly, this Gu King's shed husk shared the same origin as his Jie Life Gu. When his Jie Life Gu King advanced, it too