In the wilderness, inside an unremarkable cave, Terry Xie sat cross-legged, his entire focus sunk into his yuanshen, desperately trying to suppress the loss of his soul power.
But he had no idea that he’d been poisoned by Godbreaker Powder—a terrifying toxin so potent that even Immortals who ingest it would see their foundations collapse.
In the blink of an eye, half an hour had passed.
Terry Xie had no choice but to give up. During that half hour, he’d tried everything—every method, every trick he knew—but still couldn’t stop his soul from collapsing. By now, his cultivation had already dropped all the way to late Soul-Split.
“Damn it, why is this happening!”
Terry Xie roared, then pulled out a bottle of cultivation-boosting pills and dumped them all into his mouth. This could slow down the loss of his cultivation, but it was just a temporary fix. The medicinal power of the pills was absorbed and converted into zhenyuan, but it was nowhere near fast enough to keep up with the rate his soul was collapsing.
“No, I have to get back to the Main Altar as soon as possible—maybe the experts there can save me!”
With that thought, Terry Xie withdrew his concealment formation and stepped out of the cave.
But the moment he stepped outside, he froze. Not far from the cave, under the shade of a tree, stood a white-robed youth, watching him with a half-smile.
Normally, he would’ve noticed someone outside the cave long ago. But now, with his cultivation drastically weakened and his mind nearly lost to the collapse of his soul, he only realized someone was there after stepping out.