The Tao is far away

However, just as the tip of the sword was about to touch Wang Chi, a clanging sound of metal colliding was heard.

Incredibly, what blocked the sword was actually a bone.

"Master, what do you mean?" Lin Yi frowned, turned to look at the corpse sitting on the bone chair, and asked in confusion.

"Lin Yi, you have followed me for many years. To be honest, I really can't bear to devour you." The voice of the corpse suddenly became soft, as if recalling the past.

"But you really disappoint me. Over the years, apart from those few insignificant monks, you have hardly brought me anything worth mentioning."

"And that Li Hao, he is always hesitant when it comes to collecting souls, and his efficiency is pitifully low. Even the Soul Lamp has been broken, what a waste of the Soul Gathering Bell!"

"But, despite this, who would waste your blood food? You should turn your cultivation into nutrients for me."

After saying that, the corpse made a move with his hand, and Lin Yi's body was pulled by an invisible force, directly turning into a ball of blood mist and being sucked into the mouth of the corpse.

Wang Chi witnessed this scene and was extremely shocked: first, he was shocked that Lin Yi died in an instant; second, he was shocked that Li Hao had been collecting souls for this horrifying existence in front of him.

"Boy, I will use my secret technique on you soon. Don't try to resist if you don't want to die." There was a coldness in Situ's tone.

"Okay!" Wang Chi could only bite the bullet and agree.

The corpse had a very enjoyable expression after sucking the blood. Its eyes flashed with an evil light. It said to Wang Chi, “Hehehe, boy, you are about to die but you can keep a straight face. I really admire you!”

Its sound seemed to come from the depths of hell, full of the breath of mockery and death.

"Why don't you become my incarnation? You can live longer." The corpse continued, as if throwing a life-saving straw to Wang Chi.

"Incarnation? What is that?" Wang Chi asked Situ puzzledly.

Situ replied: "It is this person who has placed his soul into your body. One soul controls two bodies. This secret technique is very rare."

"This person must be someone of great importance, and he knows this secret technique!"

When Wang Chi heard this, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.

Wang Chi pondered for a moment, then said helplessly: "Is it just a puppet? It's better to die."

Since he was destined to die, Wang Chi simply became casual. He raised his head, looked directly into the eyes of the corpse, and said, "I would like to ask, are you a human or a ghost?"

The man smiled slightly and replied: "I am neither a human nor a ghost, but a refined corpse!"

"Corpse refining?" Wang Chi was puzzled. He had never heard of such a thing.

Situ suddenly realized: "It turned out to be a corpse. It seems to have developed self-awareness, or it has transformed into an external incarnation and devoured its master."

"So you are a corpse refiner. Where is your master?" Wang Chi asked in a suicidal manner.

The corpse refiner was not annoyed and said, "Master? It's just blood food."

There was a sense of contempt and disdain in its voice, as if it did not take its so-called "master" seriously.

"You...you devoured your master?"

"That's right." The corpse admitted nonchalantly, with a cold and ruthless look in its eyes.

"As the main body, he should have this awareness!"

It turned out to be an incarnation that devoured its master!

"Come, I allow you to resist, and I will lower my cultivation to the same level as yours." The corpse refiner seemed to have been lonely for a long time and wanted to stretch his muscles.

Wang Chi's pupils suddenly contracted, his arm muscles tensed, and he instantly released the sharp curved knife in his hand almost as a conditioned reflex.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze.

It happened in a flash. The corpse refiner just waved his hand lightly, and the arc knife in Wang Chi's hand was like a fallen leaf blown by a strong wind. It was lightly blown away and fell on the ground in the distance with a clang, making a crisp sound.

The corpse shook his head in disappointment: "Alas, the speed is good, but the strength is a little lacking."

"It seems you don't have any tricks left. Just turn into nutrients!"

The corpse's attack was like lightning cutting through the night sky. Its huge claws, carrying a terrifying light of blood, drew an extremely sharp arc in the air.

Although Wang Chi instinctively sensed the danger and tried to dodge, his reaction speed was as slow as a snail compared to the corpse refiner.

The claw marks filled with the breath of death instantly approached Wang Chi. He could only scream in his heart but could not avoid the fatal blow.

The claw wind, as sharp as a blade, tore through the air and cut directly into Wang Chi's right arm.

Before the intense pain swept through his body, Wang Chi only felt a huge force hitting his arm hard, and then his right arm was cut off from the shoulder, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

The severe pain caused by the broken arm made Wang Chi's consciousness quickly blur. His eyes lost focus and the sounds in his ears gradually faded away.

The world spun rapidly before his eyes, becoming gray and distorted.

Wang Chi's body swayed weakly for a few times, and then fell softly to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut. His consciousness completely sank into the endless dark abyss and he fainted.

At the moment Wang Chi fainted, Lian Shi waved his hand in a cold and ruthless manner, and an invisible force attracted his body like a black hole, causing Wang Chi's body to float towards Lian Shi.

Just as the corpse refiner's pale and dry hand was about to press on Wang Chi's head, preparing to deliver a fatal blow, an unexpected change occurred.

Suddenly, Wang Chi raised his left hand and tightly grasped the corpse's arm with incredible strength and speed.

At that moment, time seemed to freeze, and Wang Chi's eyes were full of contempt.

One word came out of his mouth: "Ant!"

The tone was full of majesty and contempt.

This sudden pressure made the entire space seem to tremble.

Wang Chi's voice was low and powerful, and it was intimidating without him being angry. It made people feel a trembling feeling they had never felt before. Even the ferocious corpse in front of him was frightened by this momentum.

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