"Oh? Neither human nor human-like—had you built a nether prison inside your body? Or had you refined yourself into some special Ten-Thousand-Souls Corpse?
With the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow in hand, Fang Qing's sword intent blazed brilliantly. Gazing at the wound on Sect Master of Corpse Yin's cheek, he spoke thoughtfully.
Though both cultivated [Maiden Earth], the Corpse Yin Sect's Dao arts were clearly different from the Brahma Dharma of the Temple of All Living Beings Without Form.
Yet at the root of it all, both employed the imagery of [Maiden Earth]—accumulation and burial.
Used upon Sect Master of Corpse Yin, it became suppression!"
Beneath that bronze mask were sealed who knew how many monster and spirit souls, all melted together in one furnace—
"And you still wish to seek metal like this?"
He sneered. "I fear you intend to use yourself as the furnace to nurture some formidable ghost deity—"
"We lesser cultivators should never have harbored the extravagant hope of seeking metal. To become an Attendant Deity beneath my lord's seat is already a bright Dao Path—"
Sect Master of Corpse Yin lightly brushed his cheek with a hand, and the [Bond Metal] sword wound healed instantly.
"As for you—being both a great [Bond Metal] sword cultivator and one who has mastered Mutual Slaughter—you will surely have to gather in the Shen Metal Immortal-Binding Prison someday—"
"The Shen Metal Immortal-Binding Prison? A true treasure of Metal Virtue? It sounds like something belonging to the Wuyue Sword Pavilion—"
Fang Qing's heart stirred, but he laughed. "We can discuss what comes after later. Come again!"
The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow slashed out from his hand, its sword radiance blazing like a white rainbow piercing the sun!
Outside, within the Great Void.
Golden qi rolled across the sky, platinum light illuminating