Mid-November, in the side chamber.
Jun Yan lay flat on the ground, the Immortal Sword slowly disappearing into his abdomen, its Sword Intent being guided by the Heavenly Corpse and used to cut through other Demons.
The Ten Thousand Demon Body could also be seen as a pot of hot soup, better for consuming the Demons being finely chopped within.
Jun Yan had split his soul, and one eye had permanently turned completely black, the aura of the Heavenly Corpse lingering at all times.
His cultivation had broken through, reaching the foundation of eighty-seven paths, equal to Chi Yu Zi.
"Ugly."
"Foul."
Chi Yu Zi and Chan Xi earnestly and yet expressionlessly commented one after another, then looked at each other and said in unison, "Fellow Daoist, our views are quite alike."
