Some of the impurities could be sent into the Devil God Shell, where they would serve as excellent nourishment.
If there were other auras within, they could either be refined together or transferred elsewhere.
The Devil-Fuel Method was an immortal art of the Upper Realm, and devil qi was exceedingly eerie. The devil qi of the Dead Devil Lands far surpassed the ordinary kind; even the Righteous Qi of Beyond-Rank great devils or Beyond-Rank Literary Cultivators could not resolve it.
However, Li Qingxian controlled the Divine Firmament Thunder Seed and the Thunder Dragon Fire Seal. He could even refine Devil God's Might, so the devil qi of the Dead Devil Lands was hardly worth mentioning.
Li Qingxian pondered for a long while. As for the Dead Devil Lands and the Grand Sacrifice, he felt he had thought things through well enough. He rose and put away the Aerial Pavilion.
With a wave of his right hand, the devilish mist filling the sky dispersed.
Zhou Hen and Yu Ping were waiting outside. The innkeeper and attendants all dropped to their knees, banging their heads against the ground.
Seeing how badly the people in the inn had been frightened, Li Qingxian casually tossed down a hundred taels of silver.
"This lowly one dares not accept it, dares not accept it..." The innkeeper had been scared to tears.
"Take it or die." Li Qingxian left with Yu Ping and Zhou Hen.
They had not gone far when a black shadow suddenly shot toward them, striking directly at Li Qingxian. Zhou Hen drew his sword and slashed. Starlight burst forth and landed on the shadow, yet it had no effect at all.
As the black shadow drew near, Li Qingxian activated the power of the Devil God Shell, and majestic devilish might spread outward.