"Brother Niu, what is this?"
"Why is the aura on it so terrifying?"
Ye Tun felt that the faint layer of pressure floating around the severed arm was enough to crush him to death.
That terrifying presence made him afraid to get too close.
A Niu said with a chuckle, "This is a severed arm from a Quasi-Emperor. It still carries that Quasi-Emperor's laws and Dao aura."
"It's still fresh. Eat it while it's hot."
"Oh, no. Refine it while it's hot!"
A Niu misspoke and promptly corrected himself.
Ye Tun's eyes widened. This severed arm belonged to a Quasi-Emperor expert!
For a moment, he found himself in a dilemma. "Brother Niu, I want to, but this... this is a Quasi-Emperor's hand."
"Just a wisp of the Imperial Might left on it could probably burst my body apart. How could I dare?"
Ye Tun wanted to fuse with it too. After all, this was an immense opportunity.
But he could not be completely ignorant of his own limits.
A Saint Realm cultivator trying to fuse with an Emperor Realm arm was no longer overestimating himself—it was simply courting death.
But A Niu did not think much of it and explained, "Would Brother Niu ever trick you?"
"Although this is a Quasi-Emperor's arm, I've already sealed away most of its power."
"I'll help you fuse with it. First, you'll endure the very limit of what you can bear. Then, as your cultivation keeps rising in the future, you can gradually unseal the remaining power."
"That way, even if you fuse with this severed arm, you won't be stuffed to death!"
After hearing A Niu's explanation, Ye Tun thought it over and found that it really did make some sense.
"Brother... Brother Niu, will it really be alright?"
"Although I'm an Evil