Former Comrades, Blades Drawn Against Each Other

Many things became easier the second time around.

The first time was somewhat difficult; the second time, he was already familiar with the process.

When Chen Yuan had refined the true spirit within Su Mei, he had needed to proceed with great caution. This time, however, everything went incomparably smoothly.

Even the Red Lotus Holy Mother's true spirit seemed to melt the instant it entered his mouth. That rich, smooth spiritual power merged into Chen Yuan's body in an instant, incomparably silky.

When he withdrew from the spiritual space, the Red Lotus Saint Son's corpse had already collapsed onto the ground, utterly lifeless.

At that moment, the Human-Skin Evil Book, which had been quiet for a long time, suddenly stirred again.

"Master! Master! This fellow is dead beyond saving. How about giving me his skin as well?"

The stick figure on the Human-Skin Evil Book wore a fawning expression.

"You haven't made any contributions lately, yet you still have the nerve to ask for food?"

"Master, you have been wise and mighty, awe-inspiring in every direction. There was no need for me to contribute.

But now, I do have something to offer.

I possess a secret technique that can control the Corpse-Driving Sect's Ironclad Corpses. At a critical moment, it can make those Ironclad Corpses self-destruct!"

Chen Yuan immediately narrowed his eyes. Rather than rejoicing, he made Heavenly Flame bloom in his hand and began burning the Human-Skin Evil Book.

"You had such a secret technique, yet you didn't tell me earlier? If I hadn't killed the Red Lotus Saint Son today, I fear you never would have volunteered this information!

Were you waiting for the Red Lotus Saint Son to kill me so you could change masters?"

"Spare me, Master! I truly didn't do it on purpose! Of those