Apprentice and Master

His gaze swept over the trembling master and apprentice, but his tone remained indifferent. "I can complete the laws for you and draw in endless spiritual energy. I can transform your bodies, making you into something this world has never seen before... true cultivators."

As he spoke, he extended a finger and lightly pointed at the pile of bloody remains the Lord of Shadow Hall had left on the ground.

"Bzzz—"

Strands of energy, pure beyond compare yet tainted with a hint of something strange and foul, were forcibly stripped from the remains.

It was the Origin Power the Lord of Shadow Hall had gathered by stealing from and refining countless living beings. There was even a faint trace of Xuanyuan's true form still lingering within it.

The power gathered at Xuanyuan's fingertip, forming a gray-black orb. Inside it, countless anguished, resentful souls seemed to howl and struggle.

"To me, this is garbage. But to you, it's a supreme tonic."

Before the words had faded, he flicked his finger.

The gray-black orb split in two, transforming into twin streams of light that shot straight into Xiao Xi and the Green Robe Old Man's foreheads!

"Ahhh—!"

"Ughhh!"

Screams too shrill to sound human burst from the master and apprentice.

It was an extreme pain that came from the depths of their souls.

It felt as if billions of red-hot needles were piercing every inch of their flesh, every meridian, even every thought, all at once.

The Green Robe Old Man writhed and convulsed wildly on the ground, clawing frantically at his own skin and flesh. In an instant, he was covered in blood.

Black blood streamed from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and a foul, scorched stench rose from his body.

Xiao Xi's condition was even more terrible.

She was