Qin Tianqing had brought many Taoists, and he was especially pleased with how events were unfolding.
Those Taoists would suffer devastating losses fighting the three mountain embryo spirits. Even that Heaven-Veiling Object, the Blackblood Vine-what could it do?
There was no soul in his corpse at all. All his souls were within the primordial life force, so the Blackblood Vine could do nothing to his body.
Once he had absorbed enough Unlived People, he could return to his body. Souls of this caliber would be enough to awaken him!
Everyone would perish here, while he would live another life.
This time, he would make thorough preparations.
The wandering souls had worked out a way to survive, but he was unsure whether it could be used indefinitely.
There was someone who was weak, someone who had not even achieved yang spirit projection and was merely a false yin spirit.
Yet that person was not a false yin spirit practicing corpse cultivation. He possessed life force, making him akin to a living person with the soul of a pure spirit ghost.
He had found a way to transcend realms-or rather, a possibility.
He himself had failed. What if that person succeeded?
As Zhang Yu pondered this, the second Unlived Person's fontanel was pierced. Wisps of white smoke drifted about as his living soul spilled out!
Then came the third, the fourth...
Soon, more than half the Unlived People had been killed!
Zhang Yu suddenly stopped, frowning as a trace of confusion entered his eyes.
He lowered his head and pressed a hand to his chest, then looked up ahead.
Wisps of smoke arced through the air, drifting far, far away.
At some point, a person had appeared in the distance.
That person wore a Tang Suit embroidered with cloud patterns in gold