"Be careful. With your current physical strength, you couldn't withstand a single hit from that arrowhead. Besides, I sense something vile on it," Zhen Jingkong warned from within the sea of consciousness, his expression tense.
On that broken black arrowhead, he could sense Corpse Qi so dense it made his scalp tingle. The arrowhead must have been unearthed from an underground tomb, tainted by the vile Corpse Qi of some terrifying catacomb for who knows how many years…
If that stuff were to contaminate a person's body, it would be a huge problem! So he had to be extremely careful.
"Vile stuff? You mean Corpse Qi, right? Don't worry, that's the one thing I'm not afraid of," Chen Fei, Young Master Chen, replied, a smile curling his lips. Immediately, he began to circulate the Immortal Sect technique, the "Meditation Sutra," and a wisp of milky-white radiance emerged from his body.
