Everyone in the Purple Cloud Palace was dumbfounded.
The logic was simple.
The Voodoo Race only cultivated the Essence Soul and not the physical body.
Without an Essence Soul, one could not execute the Three Separations Slaying Technique.
As an Ancestral Sorcerer, Wan Li had always attacked with his physical body. It would be strange if he had an Essence Soul!
Then why would he use his head to cut the corpse?
"Sigh! Sister!"
"Is this guy really not from the Sorcerer Tribe?”
At this moment, Chang Xi brushed her hair and whispered to Xihe beside her.
She recalled what Wan Li had said earlier.
He said that he was not an Ancestral Sorcerer!
If it wasn't an Ancestral Sorcerer, then of course, he could have killed it.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Xihe looked at her innocent sister in annoyance.
How could Wan Li not be an Ancestral Sorcerer?
Previously, that fellow had teased them, and his silly sister had really believed him.
However…
He was really terrifying. He was always unexpected.
He immediately had an epiphany when he saw that Laozi had just severed his corpse.
Could it really be that he could successfully dismember the corpse?
Xihe hugged the towering mountain ridge with both hands and frowned deeply at the purple-and-gold-robed figure who was sitting cross-legged.
"Are some people stupid?"
"Even if we Voodoo Tribesmen don't cultivate our Essence Souls, we can still dismember our corpses.”
Gong Gong laughed out loud and let out a thunderous voice with pride.
His words were naturally in response to Primordial Heaven Supreme's mockery.
They did not understand anything from Hongjun's sermon just now.
Even this Corpse Slaying Technique was only heard after seeing that Laozi had successfully severed his corpse and hearing the discussions of the Purple Cloud guests around him.
In the eyes of these one-track-minded Ancestral Sorcerers, even their father could do it. Wasn't it normal for their eldest brother to do it?
What was there to be surprised about?
That idiotic Primordial Heaven Supreme was still extremely proud.
Proud my ass!
Look at how their big brother can chop up eight to ten corpses in a minute!
The Ancestors of Sorcery didn't listen to the lecture, so they didn't know how difficult it was to cut a corpse.
However, in their eyes, their eldest brother was born with the fortune of heaven and earth and was recognized by the Hall of Pangu. He was talented and awesome. No one could compare to their eldest brother.
Wasn't it just a corpse?
What kind of difficulty could it be for his eldest brother?
Gong Gong's words made many people roll their eyes.
It was scary to be uncultured.
Forget it, forget it. I can't be bothered with these iron fools.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the figure in the corner of the Purple Cloud Palace.
In their eyes, Wan Li's previous laziness was gone. His eyes were closed, and his body was emitting a mysterious purple-gold divine light.
This purple-gold divine light was similar to the milky white light that surrounded Laozi's corpse.
It was because of this that the Purple Cloud guests in the Purple Cloud Palace instinctively thought that Wan Li was trying to dissect his corpse.
Even Hongjun looked over at this moment.
His eyes flickered, and there was a ripple in them. He even took a step forward.
He didn't have such a big reaction even when his father cut his corpse.
With his eyesight, he had already seen through the clues.
Wan Li was about to break through to the Quasi-Sage Realm.
Even Hongjun could not see through Wan Li's Primordial Chaos Primordial Dao Body, so he naturally thought that Wan Li was an Ancestor of Sorcery.
Therefore, he kept looking at him.
He wasn't as confused as those purple cloud guests. After all, he knew a lot.
Even if he didn't dissect his corpse, it wasn't strange for him to enter the Quasi-Sage Realm.
The main point was…
I haven't even explained it, and you've already comprehended it by analogy?
This kid's talent was terrifying!
Rumble!
At this moment, the Purple Cloud Palace suddenly trembled!
What followed was the sound of muffled thunder!
"What happened?"
Nüwa, who was sitting on the praying mat, suddenly stood up!
She opened her amber eyes wide and sensed a monstrous change outside the Purple Cloud Palace!
Chaos, what happened?
Could it be a chaotic storm?
Everyone gasped!
This commotion was too big!
This was Hongjun's dojo, Purple Cloud Palace!
What kind of storm could affect the Purple Cloud Palace?
The eyes of many big shots kept surging with spiritual light. They could see through the Purple Cloud Palace and see the scene outside the chaos.
F * ck!
When they saw it, many people could not help but want to curse in their hearts!
At this moment, there was no chaos storm outside the Purple Cloud Palace!
The sky was filled with purple-gold merit. It was unknown where it had come from!
Merit had endless benefits.
It was the dream of all living beings in the Primordial World!
Whether it was to increase his cultivation, resist negative karma, or refine Numinous treasures…
There were too many uses!
But they had never seen so much merit appear!
Normally, if these big shots could get a cup of water or a bucket of water, they would be overjoyed for thousands of years.
But now?
The merit that appeared outside the Purple Cloud Palace was like an ocean!
Ding ding dong dong!
Along with the purple-gold merit, there was also the sound of an immortal!
"Teacher, what exactly happened?”
Jie Yin was stunned. He quickly consulted the most knowledgeable person present!
Merit would not appear for no reason!
Usually, it was only possible for them to descend after doing monstrous good deeds.
The last time merit of this scale appeared was when the Dragon Han Great Tribulation ended and the Heavenly Dao bestowed a reward.
Hongjun, who had suppressed Luohou, had split most of the merit.
Many big shots in the Primordial World even guessed that it was because he obtained so much merit that Hongjun could attain Dao.
How did so much merit appear? And for whom?
Upon hearing Jieyin's voice, many people stole a glance at Wan Li, who had his eyes closed, and pricked up their ears to look at Hongjun.
"This…"
Hongjun was also stunned.
Jie Yin asked.
How would he know where this monstrous merit had come from?
He was also very confused now!
However, he was very clear.
There was a difference in merit.
The golden merit was from the Heavenly Dao, and the purple-gold merit was from the Great Dao.
Hongjun's gaze was fixed on Wan Li in the corner.
He felt a strange attraction from Wan Li Zhou, like a vortex.
Next.
Everyone's confusion was solved!
As the Bell of Chaos phenomenon rose, countless merit had already poured in and fell on Wan Li, who was tired out of the Purple Cloud Palace!
At the same time, Wan Li's aura exploded!
He instantly stepped through the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Realm and entered the Quasi-Sage Realm!
Ran E…
He didn't dismember his corpse like me!
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