While Zhang Fusheng was screaming, Xu Qingtong drove another Divine Sense Thorn into his mind. Zhang Fusheng immediately stopped screaming and stared blankly ahead, motionless.
Xu Qingtong stepped forward, coming before Zhang Fusheng. He clenched his right hand into a fist and slammed it into his face, driving the Illusionary Shadow Clasp into the space between his brows.
Then Xu Qingtong said, "Zhang Fusheng, give me your evasion technique, and I will help you form a golden core."
"Yes, Venerable Lord!" Zhang Fusheng murmured. He touched his Storage Bag, took out a Jade Slip, and handed it to Xu Qingtong. Then, with a fawning expression, he said, "Venerable Lord, this Shadowless Evasion Technique must be used with the boots on this lowly servant's feet. Please don't disdain my smelly feet, Venerable Lord. Kindly accept them!"
Xu Qingtong asked again, "How far have you gotten with the task assigned to you?"
As Zhang Fusheng took off his boots, he said, "Reporting to the Venerable Lord, this lowly servant has already collected two thousand eight hundred yin souls. I'm only two hundred short, and I will certainly finish tonight!"
"Where did you get this evasion technique?"
"Reporting to the Venerable Lord, this lowly servant obtained it in a small valley near the Heavenly Chasm. That valley was rather strange, and I didn't dare venture deep inside. In a small cave at the valley entrance, I came across a skeleton and found this evasion technique in its Storage Bag."
"Xiao Qi, do it. There's no need to keep this man alive!" Xu Qingtong instructed.
Xu Qingtong withdrew his fist and pulled off Zhang Fusheng's Storage Bag, putting it away along with the boots on the ground. Then, with a scream of "Aah!" Zhang Fusheng fell to the ground and lay still.
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