Chapter 96: The Soul Blood from the Void
Black Rooster Demon's fractured soul drifted into the body he had long prepared for himself. For a heartbeat, confusion flickered in his eyes.
Where is my Core? It is gone!
Scanning his surroundings, he caught sight of a lone Foundation Establishment cultivator. The man watched him quietly. Suspicion crept into Black Roosters Demon’s gaze.
"Despite my final soul strike, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator remains unscathed?" he muttered, eyes narrowing. "You must be carrying a treasure that shields the soul!"
That thought sent a surge of elation through him.
Heaven shows mercy!To survive such a disaster, surely fortune awaits!
Nine Nascent Souls had joined forces to besiege him. His escape, feigning death and all, had left his soul in tatters.
His final soul strike had been devastating to those in close proximity. The nine Nascent Souls had borne the brunt of it. The cultivators around Lord Zuyuan were struck down next. Mid-stage Core Formation cultivators had fallen unconscious. Yet, this Foundation Establishment brat stood unharmed.
That could only mean one thing: a treasure of immense power guarded the man's soul, perhaps even a supreme treasure. If he seized it and found a quiet place to heal and cultivate, it could greatly increase his odds of surviving the Violet Palace Tribulation.
How could he not be ecstatic? He glared at Qi Yuan the way a starving man leered at a feast.
Qi Yuan, on the other hand, studied him with mild puzzlement.
"So you're the one who got blasted awake by a fart," he said dryly. "Figures your brain's not working right."