Even if Tang Changsheng had that many Bright Pearls—and he did not—the cost of using them would be astronomical.
He pondered for a moment, then gritted his teeth and took out a Pure Yang Golden Elixir.
Tang Changsheng had originally possessed three such pills. Ordinarily, they would have been more than enough to help him achieve Yin Exhaustion, Yang Emergence and enter the Yang Spirit Realm.
But he had already swallowed one Jade Flame Pill he had bought at the Dragon Palace's Sea Market to test its effects.
Now, with no other choice, he had to use another and see what happened.
The Pure Yang Golden Elixir entered his stomach without the slightest reaction. It did not dissolve at all, as though it were a stone.
After an unknown length of time, a slender flame suddenly rose in his lower abdomen. It seemed to have no heat, as though it were not burning inside his body at all.
Then Tang Changsheng began to glow, as though a thin film of gold had been laid over him.
But no one noticed anything strange about him.
A light rain had begun to fall across the mountain. Amid its low, mournful sounds, countless Ghost Creatures seemed to be weeping.
Even the Pan Tribe Warriors, who had been ashen with despair moments ago, grew jumpy and suspicious.
"The Ghost Gate really has opened! The Netherworld's laws may be incomplete in this world, but it's still a great world. Its Netherworld is vast and deep, and no one knows what might come out next. Stay alert, everyone!" You Mengde said.
Wang Benchु sighed softly. "What spell did Junior Brother Tang cast to cause such a commotion?"
He left the rest unsaid. Had they known this would be the outcome, they need not have taken such