Xuan Ming drew in a deep breath, only to be struck by a wave of dizziness. He could not even muster his spiritual power. Yan Chihuo's sword light struck him first, followed by the Wish-Fulfilling Divine Thunder.
With a thunderous boom, even if Xuan Ming's physical body had been ten times tougher, it could not have withstood those two blows—much less the several razor-sharp attacks that followed.
Xuan Ming's body dissolved into a cloud of black mist, from which a streak of green light flew out. It was his soul essence. Yan Chihuo was startled. Under his potent poison, even one's soul essence should have been destroyed alongside the body. Yet Xuan Ming's soul had actually managed to escape.
Seeing that Xuan Ming's soul essence was not fleeing very quickly, Yan Chihuo's heart stirred. He activated the Innate Seventy-Two Transformations, reached back with one hand, and seized Xuan Ming's soul essence in his grasp.
The moment Yan Chihuo caught Xuan Ming's soul essence, he immediately detected the potent poison within it. I thought my poison had somehow failed.
Yet this only made him more curious. After being poisoned, Xuan Ming had actually endured for so long. Moreover, although his soul essence was poisoned, the toxicity was clearly much weaker. Yan Chihuo had never encountered anything like this before.
Yan Chihuo activated the Innate Seventy-Two Transformations and absorbed Xuan Ming's soul essence into his body. The Geng Metal Sword Formation had been set up by Xuan Ming, while the six Soul-Refining Ghosts outside could only look on; they could not enter at all.
At first, Yan Chihuo worried that the six Soul-Refining Ghosts might break in or activate the sword formation. But later, he found that they merely watched from outside, unwilling to enter and never triggering the formation. His heart