At that moment, his upper body was bare, his flesh covered in twisting patterns that alternately bulged and sank.
His ten fingers curled like hooks, forming a series of exceedingly strange magic formulas.
Wisps of jade-colored light were forcibly driven out of his fingertips, winding around the objects floating before him.
The most conspicuous was the supreme-grade fourth-tier Yellow Springs Soul-Renewing Branch in the center.
It was heavy with yin energy, an evil wood from the depths of the Underworld River.
The instant the jade-colored light touched the branch's surface, an ominous aura was forcibly drawn out, burrowing into Xuanji True Lord's fingertips along the jade-colored threads.
"Ugh..."
A muffled groan escaped Xuanji True Lord's throat, and his complexion shifted.
Half his face was as lustrous and gentle as warm jade, while black energy suddenly crawled over the other half.
The aura surrounding him was even more chaotic.
One moment, it was the pure jade spirit energy cultivated through the Jade Pivot Jade Heart Spirit Concentration Art; the next, it became icy death energy.
The two utterly opposing auras collided within him.
"Pfft-!"
At last, he could suppress it no longer. His mouth flew open, spraying bloody froth.
The bloody froth landed on the ground with a hiss and was instantly absorbed, turning into a wisp of pale smoke.
Xuanji True Lord seemed not to notice. Instead, he spread his hands, palms facing upward.
Hiss-
Beneath his skin, the jade-colored patterns abruptly lit up.
Wherever they passed, his flesh turned translucent, revealing his bones clearly!
This was by no means what the Condensed Jade Sect's defining cultivation technique, the Jade Pivot Jade Heart Spirit Concentration Art, should have looked like!
"One hundred and twenty years... heh, just a little more. Just that last little bit..."
He muttered under his breath,