Hearing Xu Taiping's words, the Demonic Daoist immediately howled in despair:
"Upper Immortal, just what must this Daoist do before you will believe me?"
Xu Taiping very much wanted to tell him, Whether I believe you doesn't matter. What matters is that you must die.
Just as Xu Taiping fell silent, Divine Soul Marks appeared in his mind one after another, like bubbles blown by a fish.
Clearly, all these Divine Soul Marks came from the Demonic Daoist.
Only after sending out several Divine Soul Marks in one go did the Demonic Daoist plead with Xu Taiping:
"Upper Immortal, this is everything this old Daoist knows. If you can open even one of them, you will surely believe this old man!"
Sensing the five additional Divine Soul Marks in his mind, Xu Taiping thought in some surprise:
To think this Demonic Daoist would go this far to survive?
Yet the more he did so, the more certain Xu Taiping became of his decision-
This Demonic Daoist must die!
Immediately, he poured all the divine essence he had accumulated into the Dao Body Furnace in one go.
Boom...!
In an instant, flames surged inside the Dao Body Furnace.
The ghost face formed from the Demonic Daoist's divine soul did not even have time to say another word before it burst into a cloud of black mist beneath the flames.
Immediately, the black mist that already filled the entire Dao Body Furnace grew thicker still.
But after confirming that the Demonic Daoist's divine soul had dispersed and that the black mist formed from pure Blightbone power could not escape his Dao Body Furnace, Xu Taiping finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He thought, Next, I only need to use this Dao Body Furnace to refine this Blightbone power little by little.
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