Dragon Canon

The battlefield looked roughly the same as it was at the beginning. The survivors had purposely left the most important areas such as the tall platform where the Great Warlock had died untouched. It wasn’t until Wei Yuan returned that they finally began looting the battlefield.

Wei Yuan leaped up the platform and noted that the Great Warlock’s corpse was exactly where he had left it; a misshapen body wearing robes that were riddled in insect-made holes. He then manifested a sword and cut away the robe, revealing the body within.

The Great Warlock possessed a wizened body but an unusually large head. He had a pair of large main eyes on his face, and six smaller compound eyes on his forehead. His skull was covered in wrinkles and a sparse amount of hair. He had a total of four arms, although the lower arms were exceptionally small. His skin was also wrinkly like an old, withered tree bark, and full of holes like a humanoid-shaped insect nest.

Wei Yuan could clearly see a ball of dark green light glowing inside the Great Warlock’s chest. It left him feeling very uncomfortable. There was another smaller, lighter green light in the same area.

Wei Yuan tried to cut the Great Warlock’s body with his immortal sword, Fake Sun. However, all the attack managed to inflict a white mark. It wasn’t until he gathered all of his strength and launched a series of sword strikes that he managed to cut open a small, shallow wound. The body was tougher than even his own.

But of course, Wei Yuan’s physical body was his real body. The Great Warlock’s shell could be something else entirely.

Wei Yuan proceeded to enlarge the wound. It took him over a hundred cuts before he finally managed to cut open the Great Warlock’s chest. As it turned out, his insides were also riddled with honeycomb-like holes. At the center of his chest was a fist-sized cavity containing a mass of yellowish-green, gelatinous substance.

Wei Yuan did not recognize the object, but he could tell from its rich Dao energy that it was a rare treasure. In fact, the spirit light emitting from within the Great Warlock’s skull was stronger, but the bones were too thick to cut through. Until he had a better weapon, there was nothing he could do to extract the treasure.

As if on cue, Yun Feifei handed him a sword. It was her personal weapon and an upper-grade mystic artifact. Quality wise, it was several times stronger than his manifested Fake Sun.