Wow~
The dark beetle moved and bit the Black Ice King directly.
“Ah~”
However, contrary to everyone's expectations, when the dark beetle bit King Xuanbing, the originally somewhat crazy King Xuanbing suddenly let out a scream.
How could that be
There was a flash of disbelief in the eyes of the old man in gorgeous clothes. When he arrived before, the body of King Xuanbing was being burned by the black flames, and his vitality was slowly dissipating. At that time, King Xuanbing did not even howl in pain. Now, he was just bitten by an insect beast, and he was in so much pain
No matter how you look at it, a bite from that insect beast wouldn't be as painful as the black flames burning flesh, blood, and bones!
King Xuanbing turned pale and cried out in pain, "My soul..."
"Soul? Could it be..."
Hearing King Xuanbing's cry of pain, the old man in gorgeous clothes immediately understood that the insect beast was not targeting King Xuanbing's body, but his soul!
As a Nine-Star Martial King himself, the old man in gorgeous clothes naturally knew how painful the soul injury was. It came from the depths of the soul, and it was too difficult to endure it!
Just as the old man in fancy clothes expected, the dark beetle was indeed targeting the soul of the Black Ice King. The dark beetle could devour the souls of other creatures to strengthen its own soul. Usually, Yang Qi used the soul power of the soul bug to feed the dark beetle. After all, he was not the kind of practitioner who would kill other weak creatures for the sake of his own practice.
Although Yang Qi would not slaughter weak creatures, he would not hold back against a demon like the Xuanbing King who had committed many evil deeds. Since the Xuanbing King was not afraid of the pain of physical injury, he would use the dark beetles to devour his soul and let his soul be annihilated under the continuous devouring of the dark beetles!
The dark beetle seemed to be biting the body of the Black Ice King, but in fact it was biting the Black Ice King's soul. With every bite, it was as if a part of the Black Ice King's soul was torn off alive. The pain can be imagined.
Even though King Xuanbing tried to endure it, the pain from his soul continued to attack his nerves as the dark beetles kept biting and devouring him, and King Xuanbing still let out low cries of pain.
“Kill… Kill me…” King Xuanbing looked at Yang Qi pleadingly.
At this moment, he finally realized what it meant to live a life worse than death. He was waiting for death to come in despair. Now, he just wanted to die quickly.
Looking at the pleading Xuanbing King, Yang Qi smiled coldly and said, "The practitioners of Feixing Palace and those weak creatures you slaughtered begged before they died. Did you promise them?"
“Ha~ha~”
Hearing this, King Xuanbing smiled miserably, his face looked ashen, but he said no more. He continued to endure the pain of his soul being torn apart, but his slightly trembling body and the occasional low moans from his mouth told everyone how much pain he was in.
Looking at the extremely painful Xuanbing King, the practitioners present did not have the slightest sympathy in their hearts. Compared to the pain of Xuanbing King, the number of practitioners who died in his hands in the same pain and despair was a thousand times, ten thousand times, even a hundred thousand times more!
Soul power is different from life force. Even if there is only a trace of life force left, it can be restored, but once the soul is weakened to a certain extent, it will protect itself, fall into a deep sleep, or disintegrate on its own. Therefore, under the continuous devouring of the dark beetle, it didn't take long for the Black Ice King to fall asleep, but it was because the soul was too seriously injured that he fell into a deep sleep.
Whoosh~
After the dark beetle completely devoured the soul of King Xuanbing, it immediately turned into a stream of light and sank into Yang Qi's body. As for King Xuanbing's corpse, Yang Qi still needed it to complete the bounty mission of the Xuanming Sect.
Looking at the Black Ice King who no longer had any life force, the old man in fancy clothes said with emotion, "The great demon is finally dead."
A great demon who was much more powerful than him and had been rampant in the nearby star fields was now dying in agony and despair before his eyes. Perhaps this was the retribution for King Xuanbing's numerous evil deeds!
Yang Qi collected the corpse of the Black Ice King and immediately said to the four green-clothed women beside him, "Feixing Palace is destroyed. What are your plans for the future?"
The four knew that a great battle had taken place at the gate of Feixing Palace, but they still risked their lives to rush here. Although the performance of the other three was not as good as that of the woman in green when they finally attacked King Xuanbing, Yang Qi still admired such a loyal and righteous cultivator.
"Most of the practitioners in Feixing Palace have died, leaving only disciples like us who are not strong, and many disciples have chosen to leave the sect." The green-clothed woman smiled sadly and continued, "With our strength, it is impossible to rebuild Feixing Palace. We can only join other sects."
Although there were some people who escaped when the Black Ice King destroyed the Flying Star Palace, the green-clothed woman and other such people were not very strong and their numbers were too small. It was not easy to rebuild the sect, or even to ensure the continuity of the inheritance of the Flying Star Palace.
The Flying Star Palace is not the Corpse God Cult. The reason why the Corpse God Cult was able to be secretly passed down in the Zichen Continent and even maintain its super-power level is because the Corpse Ancestor had already made arrangements. However, the Flying Star Palace was destroyed in a hurry and there was no way it could have any backup plan. Naturally, it could not be compared with the Corpse God Cult.
“Fellow Daoist, I see that these people have good talents, I wonder…” Yang Qi looked at the old man in fancy clothes beside him and said.
Hearing this, the old man in fancy clothes couldn't help but chuckle and nodded, "Brother Dao, if you ask, of course there is no problem. Speaking of which, I also have plans to take them into the Red Flame Sect."
The four women in green have good talent and potential, and they all have good personalities. The old man in fancy clothes does want to take them in as disciples, and since Yang Qi has asked, he can give Yang Qi some face. Why not do it
Red Flame Sect
The three people around the green-clothed woman's faces changed when they heard what she said.
The Chiyan Sect is the most top-notch sect in their world of cultivation. In comparison, the Feixing Palace can only be considered a second-rate sect. They never thought that they would be able to join the Chiyan Sect one day.
Although the three were tempted, they did not agree immediately. Instead, they looked at the woman in green. It was obvious that the woman in green was the leader of the three.
The green-dressed woman took a deep breath, then looked at the old man in fancy clothes and said respectfully, "We are willing to join the Red Flame Sect."
Feixing Palace has been destroyed. With the strength of the remaining disciples of Feixing Palace, it is impossible to rebuild Feixing Palace. They can only join other sects, and Chiyan Sect is the top sect. Apart from this, they have no better choice.
"well!"
Upon hearing this, the old man in gorgeous clothes couldn't help but smile and nodded.
The most important things for survival in this star field are unity, a sense of belonging and cohesion. Obviously, the women in green possess these qualities.
"I will stay here to teach you for a few days. As for what you can gain, it depends on you." Yang Qi looked at the green-clothed woman and her group and said. (To be continued)