Just as Wei Anning was speaking from behind, Old Taoist Ge's headless corpse had also made its way to the four people.
Clutching his newly grown head, he yanked it forcefully.
This action seemed to drain all of Wei Anning's strength, causing him to collapse to the ground with a scream of agony.
He gasped for breath uncontrollably like a dying ghost.
The headless corpse placed this head onto its own neck, where the mushrooms from both sides connected and completed the attachment, trying to move it and feeling very satisfied:
"Hmm, worthy of being a third realm Dao General, the Qi-Blood is abundant.
Otherwise, to cultivate an identical head on an ordinary person would take at least a day.
And, although you're close to death, I have already fulfilled your greatest obsession—freeing you from the control of the Luoyang King.
You are free now!"
