Bi Jing's delicate, lovely face visibly withered, its surface covered in deep furrows and wrinkles in an instant.
Her eyes bulged ever farther, filled with boundless terror.
"Extreme Yin... don't kill me... I don't want to die..."
Bi Jing's pleading abruptly ceased; the light vanished from her eyes, leaving them dull and lifeless.
Feeling the magical power within him stop increasing, Song Wen released the desiccated corpse in his grasp.
The corpse immediately toppled to the ground.
A satisfied expression appeared on Song Wen's face.
His cultivation had taken another step toward the peak of the mid Tribulation Transcendence stage.
Watching from the side, Qing Yuan was both shocked and terrified.
"Extreme Yin, you..."
Song Wen could not be bothered to listen to any more nonsense. His clawed hand shot out and seized Qing Yuan's soul.
An instant later, Qing Yuan's soul was dragged into Song Wen's sea of consciousness and vanished without a trace.
Song Wen put away Bi Jing's desiccated corpse, entered the secluded chamber deep within his cave abode, and sat cross-legged to cultivate in silence, refining his suddenly increased cultivation.
Dealing with Bi Jing this time had also removed a worry from Song Wen's mind.
Back then, to save Xuan Li and Yang Xi, and under the pressure of Bi Jing's strength, Song Wen had been forced to hand over the complete Corpse King Reincarnation Art.
He had originally planned to visit her cultivation grounds once he was strong enough, eliminate her, and devour her cultivation in the process.
Who could have expected that, after switching to the Corpse King Reincarnation Art, Bi Jing would find her cultivation advancing far more slowly than she had anticipated? Convinced that Song Wen must have withheld some trump card, she had actually come knocking on his door, even conspiring