"Ah!!!!!!! No!!!!!" Wang Qishan's agonized screams actually rang out from the green ball of light.
"Whoosh!" The purple jade bottle gave a faint hum, and the Purple Light Net enveloping the green ball of light surged back into it. Wang Qishan's screams abruptly stopped as he was sucked into the bottle. Then the bottle flashed and vanished.
"Snap!" The bottle appeared in Sun Xing's hand. He laughed heartily. "Excellent! Just what I'd expect from a Core Condensation Stage cultivator. His primordial spirit was quite substantial. Looks like I've gained another fine piece of material!"
"You... you... you actually seize cultivators' primordial spirits to use as materials! Aren't you afraid of...!" Ma Weiqi's expression changed drastically as he stumbled back several steps, stammering. Before he could finish, however, he seemed to remember something and fell silent. After all, might still ruled supreme in the Cultivation World. Sun Xing belonged to the Demonic Path to begin with, and he was the Young Palace Lord of the Fire Dragon Palace, the foremost power of the Demonic Path. Why would he fear the Cultivation World's rules? For a cultivator to seize another cultivator's primordial spirit was a grave taboo. Anyone who did so was hated by all, and ordinary cultivators would never dare do it openly. Cultivators did not fear being killed; what they feared most was having their primordial spirits seized, becoming someone else's slaves for all eternity until their primordial spirits perished. Nothing could inspire greater terror in a cultivator.
"..." This was also Li Xiaoya's first time witnessing such a scene. Even he trembled with fear, his wariness growing several degrees deeper for no reason. Looking at Wang Qishan's corpse, still frozen inside the Purple Ice Block, he felt a wave of helplessness at its miserable state. Though Immortal Cultivators possessed