Trigram Ghost gave no response.
"Looks like there really was only one."
Huo Qing said regretfully, "How sad. The Yekan Gang truly looks down on me—they weren't even willing to spend a little more on my behalf."
He stepped forward, stirring waves of hot wind.
[Withering Vegetation Returns to Flame and Earth] was, to Huo Qing, merely an entry-level technique. There was no Divine Anomaly within him, only that supremely pure breath of Qi refined through Immortal Dao cultivation, fused into his limbs and bones, flowing and circulating at his will.
But he was not merely an Immortal Dao cultivator. He was also an Array Master.
An Array Master ruthless toward both himself and his enemies.
Tearing open his already tattered, bloodstained clothes, Huo Qing revealed a body honed and powerful as though forged from steel. Across it, vivid scarlet blood-vein patterns circulated without cease. His blood vessels, muscles, even his soul were governed by tiny formations, becoming parts of a greater array.
Within them, wraiths wailed and screamed—the souls of the mercenaries Huo Qing had killed earlier.
[The God Venerable Diyou Taiming's Sublime Scripture of Binding Wraiths and Controlling Spirits]... The array-Dao tome An Jing had given him might not have been as complete as Nian Quan's, but its techniques for employing souls, constructing minute formations, and binding enemies' spirits for one's own use were incomparably practical.
Powerful soul Computing Power supported the operation of the complex formations. It had been somewhat taxing at first, but now, he truly could unleash a portion of Returning Flame and Earth's power.
After all, he came from a gang. If he truly hardened his heart, Huo Qing was nothing like the gentle and kind Nian Quan.
Seeing this, even the Trigram Ghost assassin's Divine Sense stirred. "You are also... a ghost..."
Cultivator—