Deserving of Death
The black evil energy was like an anaconda devouring elephants. It absorbed large amounts of Yin soul energy, resulting in a black hurricane to form midair.
The strange energy seemed to be the ultimate weakness of the Yin specters. It swirled around in the air, dancing to the sharp screams emitted by the Yin specters around it.
Yi Yun could sense the pain that the Yin specters were suffering, as well as the excitement of the evil energy that he was nurturing.
The Yin specters in the Soul Tomb had been accumulated over thousands or even millions of years by Blood Moon, and today, the evil energy was like a whale opening its mouth wide to devour all of them.
If Yi Yun were to bear the spiritual soul energy contained within them, he would have instantly turned into a retard. There was no one in the entire Tian Yuan world who could withstand a spiritual soul surge like it.
However, the evil energy did not possess intelligence, so it was naturally not afraid of such a surge. It gathered and condensed all the Yin specters' energy, but it was unable to digest it immediately.
The evil energy may be strange, but its speed of growth was not outrageous. It had used several years to absorb the masked man's Yin specter soul, and now in the Soul Tomb, there were even more powerful Yin specters, so it could not digest all of them in a short period of time.
The scene of massive numbers of Yin specters being devoured entered the eyes of the Reincarnators, humans and Desolate race warriors. They were alarmed watching this, but they did not know what the strange energy that Yi Yun released was.
In fifteen minutes, the last Yin specter was absorbed by the evil energy.
With a wave of his hand, the evil energy followed Yi Yun's arm and flew into his body, sinking deep into his Dantian, as it was sealed by the Purple Crystal.
At this moment, the land began to tremble. Some of the boulders on the mountain peaks began tumbling down, crashing heavily.
"Oh? This is… "
This scene was met by shock. The earthquake gave people the feeling that the valley was about to collapse.
However, Yi Yun remained unmoved. His eyes turned to Zhulong's corpse.
Inside Zhulong's body, Yi Yun could sense an indescribable, powerful energy source using the Purple Crystal.
This energy was sealed in Zhulong's heart, but it did not merge with Zhulong's body.
Zhulong's flesh and blood was wrapped around the energy source. There were blood vessels covering the surface of the energy source, receiving energy from it. But even so, the amount of energy that Zhulong could use was the tip of the iceberg. It was nothing to the energy source.
After killing Zhulong, Yi Yun naturally would not forget this energy source.
Pressing his hand on Zhulong's left chest, Yi Yun interfaced his spiritual energy with the Purple Crystal, and extracted it!
'"Puah!"
A gaping, bloody hole exploded in a mixture of flesh, bones and blood on Zhulong's chest. Slowly, a drop of bloody liquid floated out of the bloody hole.
Yi Yun saw that the bloody liquid was clearly the "Blood of Gods" that Zhulong had absorbed in the battle before. It was the mysterious bloody liquid that came out of the eternal whirlpool apparently.
When the drop of blood landed on Yi Yun's palm, its surface tension remained, preventing it from dispersing. It was also extremely heavy, making Yi Yun feel like he was dragging a mountain in his hand.
"This drop of blood is fascinating."
Beside Yi Yun, Lin Xintong found it unbelievable. Even the space around the drop of blood was distorted.
With a few taps of her finger, tiny amounts of ice crystals froze midair, slowly gathering to form a large ice crystal that sealed the drop of blood.
The drop of blood that was sealed in ice was pulsating like a heart.
"Keep it. This drop of blood might be useful in the future."
As Lin Xintong spoke, Yi Yun nodded and put the ice-sealed Blood of Gods into his interspatial ring.
Following that, he also took Zhulong's interspatial ring.
After finishing this, Yi Yun raised his head to look at Sheji, Qiongqi and Fengming.
Against the threat of death, Fengming could no longer maintain his calm demeanor. As for Qiongqi, he subconsciously retreated as if he wanted to escape. However, he also knew that in front of Yi Yun and Lin Xintong, the possibility of escaping was null.
"What… do you want to do… ?" Sheji said with her face pale, no longer having the usual air of sultryness and charm.
With a slight falter, Yi Yun looked deeply at Qiongqi, who was jittering amongst the three. He suddenly said, "You can die first!"
As he spoke, Yi Yun slashed out with the pure Yang broken sword!
He was too fast. The distance of a hundred feet was instantly traversed as he appeared in front of Qiongqi's eyes!
Against the fatal blow that suffused with killing intent, Qiongqi was overwhelmed with terror.