And yet, this was not the most crucial issue. The most critical problem was that when Ye Xuan examined the corpses of these vengeful spirits of the Immortals, he found not a trace of vital essence within their bodies. The spell that devoured them was astonishingly a cultivation technique from the Undying Immortal Scripture.
Clearly, the Primordial Spirit had made his move, and he had cultivated someone, passing on the Immortal Scripture to this person.
"Primordial Spirit, I really want to see who this successor you've trained is, exactly how divine he is," Ye Xuan said with a cold voice.
Boom!
Ye Xuan took a step forward, transforming into a streak of black light that shot away.
...
At the same time, in Jiangnan City, Xia Country.
A frigid wind swept the earth, and heavy snow like goose feathers danced through the air—crystalline and translucent, yet a deadly weapon harvesting the lives of Netherworld members with ruthless efficiency.
Boom!
