"Though the two corpses no longer have blood essence or souls, the spiritual power in their flesh has yet to dissipate. They are excellent pills for improving cultivation and must not be wasted lightly. I need to devour the spiritual power within them as soon as possible."
Chi Pei muttered to himself as his hands formed seals. Spiritual light flickered at his fingertips, condensing into one rune after another that shot into the two corpses.
He was sealing the corpses to slow the loss of spiritual power within them.
However, no matter how they were sealed, the spiritual power in the corpses would eventually leak away.
The best course was still to devour the spiritual power within them as quickly as possible, lest it go to waste.
Suddenly.
Chi Pei heard the sound of something cutting through the air behind him. Someone was flying over.
When he turned to look, he discovered that the newcomer was Ye Hua.
"Young Master, you really are here! This lowly one heard sounds of battle from this direction and thought it might be you, so I came looking. I never expected to truly find you."
Ye Hua's face was full of delight. Seeing Chi Pei was like seeing a lifeline.
After all, this place bordered the core region of Rotting Miasma Ridge. Even for a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator like him, it remained fraught with danger.
Chi Pei merely glanced at Song Wen and paid him no further attention, continuing to seal Tang Gui and Sang Bu's corpses.
By the time Song Wen approached, Chi Pei had just completed the seals and stored the two corpses in his storage ring.
Song Wen's eyes filled with disbelief at the sight.
"Senior Tang Gui and Senior Sang Bu have fallen?"
Chi Pei said, "The Blood-Eyed Divine