Nine Swords True Person's Golden Core bore blood-colored plum blossom patterns, while Violet Centipede's was wreathed in amethyst venom markings.
Only then did Qing Chen use the Di Jiang Demon Banner to devour Jiu Jian's Divine Soul, which had been sealed by Buddhist light!
He made him vanish utterly from this world, leaving not a trace.
The night was black as ink, and the sea breeze swept over the reefs, laden with a salty, fishy tang.
After finishing all this, Qing Chen stood on the sheltered side of a glasslike rock, his fingers loosely spread as two bronze Spatial Rings gleamed dimly in the moonlight.
Deep, dark demon fire swiftly rose from his palm. The gilded patterns on the rings glowed red beneath the licking flames, and several remnants of Divine Sense let out piercing shrieks before dissolving into wisps of smoke amid the crashing waves.
Then Qing Chen curled a finger and tapped the rings, and the Nine-Luminaries Glazed Vidyaraja Pagoda leaped from his Sea of Qi.
With a hum, the base of the pagoda poured forth golden radiance, swallowing every last item-the mountainous heaps of spirit stones, Jade Slips, Spirit Artifacts, venom sacs, and more.
As the last small section of the centipede's dried corpse vanished through the pagoda's entrance, a three-foot wave suddenly surged across the sea and shattered at his feet.
"Quite a fortune. A Golden Core cultivator certainly had substantial savings. Another haul that filled my bowls to the brim."
Qing Chen sneered, and dark purple demon fire rose from his palm.
The two rings twisted and warped in the flames, the "nine-petaled plum" and "thousand-legged centipede" patterns engraved on their surfaces peeling away inch by inch.
He suddenly recalled the venom core that the old monster Violet Centipede had detonated before his death, and