Song Wen darted forward and grabbed Xuan Gu by the head.
With a squeeze of his fingers, he crushed Xuan Gu's skull alive.
Essence blood, divine soul, and the cultivation Xuan Gu had amassed over countless years surged into Song Wen's body all at once.
The Corpse King Reincarnation Art spun madly, refining and absorbing this foreign mana with all its might.
His meridians instantly swelled from the vast influx of mana, on the verge of bursting.
Within his dantian, his Nascent Soul was like a man starved for ages, greedily eyeing the torrent of mana rushing in like a raging flood. Yet an invisible barrier prevented it from claiming that power for itself.
The bottleneck was like an impassable chasm, stretching between early and mid-Mahayana.
The mana could only gather within his dantian, forming a sea of power as dense and solid as molten mercury.
Yet enormous waves continually rose from that sea, crashing against the invisible barrier.
"Crack..."
A faint sound of breaking suddenly rang out within his dantian.
The next instant, the invisible barrier shattered with a thunderous crash.
The Nascent Soul immediately became like an ocean swallowing a hundred rivers, frantically devouring the mana around it.
Song Wen's aura began to soar. After a little over a hundred breaths, it gradually stabilized.
Mid-Mahayana.
And not merely newly advanced mid-Mahayana, but the kind that had been established there for many years.
Song Wen's eyes shifted toward Xuan Gu.
The latter had already become a shriveled, withered corpse.
A crimson flame rose from Song Wen's palm, and the dried corpse instantly turned to ash, scattering on the wind.
After collecting Xuan Gu's storage ring, Corpse-Suppressing Nails, and other treasures, Song Wen turned and flew southwest.
As he drew closer, the spiritual energy fluctuations caused by the great battle