Tyrant Bucket was, of course, a genuine person. Although he was in a state of "primordial spirit projection," the means of severing the Three Corpses linked his primordial spirit projection, primordial spirit, true body, and everything else together.
"Three-Eyed Kid, is there something wrong with the Three Corpses-Slaying Secret Technique you passed on? Does it sever the Virtuous Corpse first instead of the Evil Corpse?" Dog Egg's Dad couldn't help asking.
He hadn't just met Song Egg yesterday. Naturally, he knew what kind of person Song Shuhang was.
Although Tyrant Cup was kind, helpful, and brimming with positive energy... it was absolutely impossible to say that he didn't harbor a single evil thought or a trace of obsession.
Without the influence of outside factors, Song Shuhang was just an ordinary, kindhearted young man.
Although he was kind and upright, there were still things he coveted—Spirit Stones, for example. He also had obsessions—death and Resurrection Artifacts, for example. And he could harbor ill intentions—such as when he fleeced the big shots on his blacklist.
"There's nothing wrong with the secret technique I passed on to him. It's a very basic Three Corpses-Slaying Secret Technique. The first corpse it severs is definitely the Evil Corpse," Senior Three-Eyed Youth said slowly.
Dog Egg's Dad straightened his dragon whiskers and pointed at the pure white mist shrouding Song Shuhang's face. "Then what the heck is going on with this mist?! Give me an explanation!"
The pure white mist pouring from Tyrant Cloth's mouth and nose was practically blinding him!
When severing the Evil Corpse, what came out should have been evil, pitch-black mist. This mist, as pure and white as an innocent little flower, positively reeked of provocation. Was he trying to pick a fight?
"Isn't the answer obvious? Believe what you see! Our