"Hm?"
Da Long opened his eyes. The golden flames in his pupils swept over Yue Wen and contracted slightly. "Why does even your Divine Sense stink?"
"..." Yue Wen said, "Your nose is that keen? I'm fighting one of the Henghe Undying Race right now."
"Fighting one of those things?" Da Long looked disgusted. "It must be a tricky opponent, then."
Yue Wen nodded. "That's right. This undying has powerful cultivation, a formidable physique, and almost no weaknesses. I can't do anything to it. But after over a hundred failures, I've figured out its patterns. As long as I have enough attack power, I can definitely beat it."
"You want a treasure that can help you counter it, right?" Da Long asked.
Yue Wen smiled. "Exactly."
"Since you're already fighting it, there certainly isn't time for you to comprehend more Supernatural Powers or arcane arts. There aren't any particularly good choices among magical artifacts or talismans. I have two pills here that were commonly used when the Dragon Clan campaigned against the Henghe Realm."
Da Long began his introduction.
"The first is the Dragon Flame Soul-Burning Pill."
"The most troublesome thing about the creatures of the Henghe Realm is their resilient bodies, developed through years of soaking in poisonous water. You might look at one and think it's about to die, but to it, that's only as intense as its daily bath. It'll recover very quickly."
"Yes, exactly," Yue Wen agreed.
Countless times, he had thought he had inflicted serious injuries on that undying, only for it to stagger around for a while and recover.
All he could say was that its name was well deserved.
"Just take this Dragon Flame Soul-Burning Pill, and all your attacks will carry Void-Realm Dragon Flame that burns the soul. That's what those undying