Ling Xiao glanced at him and said with a smile, "This time, we'll each rely on our own abilities."
"What? Wasn't it supposed to be split fifty-fifty?"
Uncle Boya was stunned.
"Haha..."
Ling Xiao laughed loudly, moved, and stepped onto the Evil Qi Continent.
At once, countless streams of evil qi came surging toward him, attempting to corrode his flesh. Ling Xiao's divine body trembled, and vast power erupted forth, directly dispersing the evil qi within a radius of ten thousand miles.
Uncle Boya and the others hurriedly followed. Riding the wind and cleaving through the waves, the group advanced toward the Skull Divine Hall.
Before long, Ling Xiao discovered that many evil spirits were hidden here. Like wronged souls, they drifted about everywhere, lurking within the evil qi.
He activated Slaughter Mode, cutting down evil spirits as he traveled.
This Evil Qi Continent was incomparably vast. Amid the haze, enormous white bones jutted out from the ground, forming mountain ranges one after another.
Ling Xiao surmised that the entire continent they stood upon had been transformed from the bones of the Yellow Springs Evil Emperor.
Just as the Primordial World had formed from Pangu after his death.
Aside from evil qi, this place also contained many divine treasures, though most of them had been contaminated.
Moreover, creatures neither human nor ghost roamed about.
They were not merely evil spirits.
Ling Xiao's gaze was like lightning, like a searchlight upon the sea, probing the surroundings.
"Damn! Nine Tribulations Divine Bamboo? What a pity—it's been contaminated."
Suddenly, Uncle Boya pulled up a dark green bamboo from somewhere. It had nine joints, with Dao patterns coiling around it, occasionally streaked with flashes of black markings.
Clearly, this bamboo had been eroded by evil qi for far too long, damaging its very foundation.