Lei Yun knew he could not escape. Gritting his teeth, he secretly formed a hand seal. A layer of green fire ignited over the soul, and in an instant, the entire soul was reduced to nothing.
Yan Chihuo had never expected Lei Yun to be so unyielding. He would rather have his soul scattered and spirit dispersed than let Yan Chihuo learn his secrets. Lowering his gaze, Yan Chihuo sent a streak of sword light flashing past, severing the finger bearing the storage ring.
Yan Chihuo drew the storage ring into his hand. Rather than immediately examining what treasures it contained, he first swallowed several pills to replenish his mana. After a current of heat rose from his dantian, he discovered that Lei Yun's corpse had already dissolved into a puddle of pus. He thought to himself, After this deadly poison advanced into Myriad Poison Divine Light, it actually became this formidable.
In truth, he had only intended for Lei Yun to be poisoned once more. He had not expected the poison to be so virulent that it would kill Lei Yun in such a short time.
He then spotted the Lightning Cone. With a backward sweep of his hand, he drew it into the air, but it stopped on its own.
Yan Chihuo was taken aback and was about to pour in more mana when a burly man in azure robes emerged atop the Lightning Cone. He bowed to Yan Chihuo and said, "Senior, now that my master has fallen, I am at your disposal. But having cultivated for many years, it was not easy for me to gain sentience. I hope you will treat me kindly."
Yan Chihuo nodded. "Rest assured, I will not mistreat you. What is your name?"
The azure-robed man replied, "This lowly one is