Spread

They had thought that once the Spirit Venerable acted, he would be able to sweep them all into a single net.

Yet they had never imagined that a Venerable could achieve such a feat.

This had already surpassed the realm of a Venerable.

Li Miaotan asked softly, "Are you all right?"

Her bright eyes remained fixed on Chu Zhiyuan, whose face was pale as paper.

Chu Zhiyuan said, "I'm merely exhausted."

"How tyrannical! What a thrill!" Li Cunhou praised. "Worthy indeed of a treasure from Tongling Pavilion!"

The splattered blood quickly gathered together. One corpse after another fell, with two-thirds beginning to show signs of atavism, while one-third turned into nothingness and vanished where they lay.

Chu Zhiyuan had not used the Great Demon Subduing Seal, nor had he absorbed the soul light of these Devil Race members.

He had already discovered that too much soul light brought no benefit; instead, it hindered his progress.

What obstructed his current advancement in cultivation was not a lack of soul light, nor a lack of experience.

It was comprehension.

The soul light stored within his Haoyang Demon Subduing Mirror had already far surpassed the limit of what he could absorb, so there was no need to keep adding to it.

What he lacked was a wondrous place like Tongling Pavilion, one that could grant him sufficient enlightenment—enlightenment into heaven and earth.

Each fragment of memory and emotion was material. It required an understanding of heaven and earth to cause these materials to undergo wondrous transformations, thereby pushing his realm upward.

Li Cunhou covered his nose. "We should leave."

Chu Zhiyuan said, "Third Brother, aren't we going to search these fellows?"

"Forget it." Li Cunhou waved a hand. "This stench is enough to knock me half-dead!"

The smell of blood was growing ever