Although Ling Tian hadn't deliberately focused on cultivating death energy and Corpse Qi, he hadn't neglected them either. At the very least, his mastery of those energies was hardly inferior to his mastery of the others. Yet the Corpse Qi invading that Mist Hidden Sect cultivator was purer and denser than the kind Ling Tian controlled. If that energy truly belonged to a cultivator, then that person's cultivation realm had to surpass Ling Tian's. Ling Tian's mastery of Corpse Qi was no worse than that of cultivators at the same level, so that alone made it clear the cultivator controlling it would be far stronger than he was—by more than a little.
A cultivator whose realm surpassed Ling Tian's might not necessarily be stronger than him in combat, but with that level of strength, he could surely kill the Mist Hidden Sect cultivator—and do so easily. After all, that man was only a late-stage Near-Saint Twentieth Heaven cultivator. He was far outmatched by the one controlling the Corpse Qi.
Since the man could be killed so easily, the Mist Hidden Sect cultivator would have little chance of escaping. That suggested the cultivator had most likely not been invaded by Corpse Qi while fighting someone. It was more likely that he had entered a place steeped in Corpse Qi.
"Who cares? With our strength, even if the man wasn't invaded by Corpse Qi, we can still take him down with ease," Little Devourer said dismissively.
The other Artifact Spirits and Little Devourer had no doubts about this, but Ling Tian said, "It would be best if I could do the Mist Hidden Sect a favor. They might willingly give us the Moon Palace Osmanthus Tree in return, sparing us a lot of needless trouble and risk. After all, judging by the