After Yu Qing's magical robe was touched by the Yellow Springs Corpse Water, its spiritual radiance immediately flared, trying to resist the erosion of that filthy thing.
But it was utterly useless!
With a few soft hissing sounds, the protective spiritual glow of the robe was easily pierced through.
The viscous, pitch-black Yellow Springs Corpse Water, carrying bone-piercing yin cold and a foul stench, landed directly on Yu Qing's skin.
"Ah—! What—what the hell is this?!"
Yu Qing let out an utterly terrified scream, his voice filled with unbelievable agony.
His originally jade-like, crystalline dharma body, within which lightning faintly flickered, was swiftly stained with a lifeless layer of gray-black, like a rotten zombie buried underground for endless years.
The parts tainted by the Yellow Springs Corpse Water began to rot and collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye, giving off a thick, nauseating stench!
Endless terror drowned Yu Qing like a tide.
Without the slightest hesitation, he began madly burning his Thousand-Pattern Golden Core, trying to unleash the purest, most domineering thunder to expel and purify the terrifying filth on his body.
But—it was utterly useless!
This thing of utmost yin and utmost evil left behind by the Undying Emperor was difficult even for a Nascent Soul True Lord to shake off once tainted, let alone a Golden Core cultivator like him.
No matter how he struggled and drove his spiritual power, even going so far as to damage his origin by burning his Golden Core, the Yellow Springs Corpse Water was like a maggot clinging to bone; its corrosive power still continued to spread, deeper and deeper!
"Brat! I'll make you—die with me! Die with me!!"
Despair and madness completely devoured Yu Qing's reason.
Blood-red color filled his eyes as he let out a hysterical roar,