He Pingsheng spread out his Divine Sense and saw more than just these things.
He also discovered that the enormous Devil King's body, towering far higher than a mountain, was not solid, but merely a phantom.
It could be considered a manifestation conjured through some special rule.
The Devil King's actual corpse did exist. It stood atop a mountain peak and was only ten thousand zhang tall.
Whoosh...
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
The group raced through the void!
In less than half an incense stick's time, they reached the actual devil body.
Looking at the Devil King's corpse up close was even more shocking.
The ten-thousand-zhang devil body was entirely black.
No one knew what had severed its head, or where the head had fallen.
Golden divine blood seemed to still drip from its neck, drop by drop, before flowing down its body and tracing golden streaks.
Endless black Demonic Energy gushed from his body.
He Pingsheng's pupils contracted slightly. Good stuff.
If I obtained this Devil King's blood for Body Refining, would it work?
He Pingsheng had no way to guess what cultivation the Devil King had possessed while alive, but it certainly could not have been too low. Surely he had been at least at the Golden Immortal Stage?
"Everyone..." Ji Wuxin looked at the enormous devil body before them and said, "This Devil King's corpse is an exceedingly rare treasure. How should we divide it?"
"Equal shares, or settle it by force?"
He looked at everyone.
Wen Buwan, Ping Yue, and Huang Youshi said nothing.
They looked at He Pingsheng.
He Pingsheng said calmly, "Everyone, I'll take this devil blood. You can divide the rest!"
With that, He Pingsheng stepped forward without yielding and flew straight toward the enormous devil body to collect its blood.
Of course, he