Song Wen devoured Qingming's divine soul and essence blood, then summoned a blaze and burned his corpse to ashes.
Next, Song Wen lightly beckoned, drawing the small cauldron from the ground into his hand.
Only then did he notice that this seemingly unremarkable little cauldron could sever the contractual connection between him and the gu insects.
No wonder he had been unable to sense the approximate locations of the four gu insects before this.
After putting away the small cauldron, Song Wen shot straight up through the water, left the lake, and headed for Cloud Creek Valley.
As he flew, Song Wen sank part of his consciousness into his sea of consciousness.
He condensed a phantom that appeared before Qingming, who was suppressed by the black hole within his sea of consciousness.
"Qingming, where did you obtain your Shadow Void egg?"
Qingming glared furiously at Song Wen, a savage curve pulling at the corner of his mouth.
"The Shadow Void egg was given to me by Six Baleful Hall under the Divine Blood Sect. Six Baleful Hall will surely avenge me."
Rather than angering Song Wen, Qingming's dying curse delighted him.
"Oh? It seems you have some connection with Six Baleful Hall. Where are they?"
Qingming said sharply, "You have tortured me to this extent, yet you still want to pry information about Six Baleful Hall from my mouth? You are simply indulging in wishful thinking!"
Song Wen said, "It seems you have not suffered enough."
As he spoke, a mass of liquid like molten gold slowly condensed before him, radiating billowing heat.
The golden liquid flew out and landed on Qingming's divine soul's chest.
"Ah... I'll talk... Ah..."
Qingming's divine soul's chest began to melt visibly, like a wax figure splashed with molten iron.
Song Wen paid no heed