Lu Daxin had been settled on the eighth level of the Altar. Luo Yunji had been studying the strange weapon all along. It seemed to possess a spirit, but they couldn't communicate with it.
"Let's try the 'Death Spirit' Stone." He Dazhi remembered that Little Junior Brother still had the giant stele they had cut down in the Death Spirit Abyss. It seemed to have the effect of suppressing yin and evil.
Little Fatty decided to try it as a last resort and took the "Death Spirit" Stone out of the Yang Orb.
As soon as the stone appeared, its radiance fell on Lu Daxin's left arm, and the layer of dark black on it began to retreat toward his palm.
"It works!" Luo Yunji exclaimed delightedly, then immediately hurled the enormous "Death Spirit" Stone at Lu Daxin's left hand.
If He Dazhi hadn't been quick enough to pull him back, Lu Daxin's left hand would have been smashed into meat paste.
Fortunately, the Altar's space was large enough. Even a body as huge as the Giant Chi could fit inside, so setting down the "Death Spirit" Stone was no problem at all.
Feeling the pure yang energy radiating from the "Death Spirit" Stone, the Giant Chi eyed the Yang Orb in Luo Yunji's hand with longing.
After being away for a while, the Giant Chi returned and spat all sorts of treasures from its mouth—forty or fifty pieces in all.
It carefully piled them in front of Luo Yunji, then once again gazed longingly at the Yang Orb in his hand.
Little Fatty saw the pile of treasures before him, tucked the Treasure Pearl in his hand into his robes, then pounced on the pile.
The others understood what was going on. They all turned away, holding back their