"Junior Brother Zheng, you brought this all upon yourself. Don't blame me in the afterlife." Qin Xuan's eyes were deep and profound.
A viscous, crimson red slowly seeped out of the void.
BOOM!
The crimson-gold flame that was the Flame Demon leaped up, devouring the last remnants of the Netherworld Flame.
It grew considerably stronger just like that.
The dark-gold Soul Banner appeared. Countless fine, bloody threads erupted from its black surface, absorbing Zheng Qi's soul.
Before it was fully absorbed, Qin Xuan didn't forget to perform a Soul Search.
Unfortunately, the gap between their Realms wasn't large, and Zheng Qi's Divine Soul had been damaged by the Bone-Piercing Nether Spring when he died. As a result, Qin Xuan found nothing of value.
As for the gleaming white bones left behind, they fell into Qin Xuan's Storage Ring. He planned to refine them into Silver Bone Shadow Soldiers later.
