Cultivation through Skin Making novel Chapter 450

Chapter 450: 189. Extreme Pulling, Hiding Among Yin Soldiers (7.8K Characters - Major Chapter Seeking Subscription)

Gather with others, or explore on his own?

Song Yan already had an unavoidable answer in his heart, which was to explore on his own.

Demon Mother Su Yao must have already arrived here, and ten out of ten, she was accompanied by two other Celestial Demons.

Back then, Demon Mother Su Yao could track him in the vast Barbaric Land, so naturally, she could do so now.

The sacrifice allows the Celestial Demons to be complete, and naturally, it can heal wounds. The ninth shackle that Demon Mother Su Yao had been severed by him is likely restored, which means she could quickly control nine cultivators, whether they are in the Late Stage of Purple Mansion or Early Stage of Divine Infant, she could control them.

If he were to gather at the exit, Demon Mother Su Yao would surely chase after him; then...the consequences would be unimaginable, and the complete annihilation of the Formless Ancient Race could be entirely anticipated.

Images flashed through Song Yan’s mind: "foster father" Tang Xiaokong, Aunt Xi, Tang Xiaoxuan, and others. No matter how bad he is, he still couldn’t use acquaintances as scapegoats.

Moreover, he no longer intended to return to the Formless Ancient Race.

It’s almost "New Year," and he doesn’t know when the Primordial Ancestor of the Formless Ancient Race would slaughter this "well-fed pig" of his.

He couldn’t take the gamble, so he could only leave before the earliest possible time the Primordial Ancestor took action.

He showed strength as weakness, used as unused. Over these decades, he has completely regarded An Li as a passerby, to avoid her from being tainted by his own cause and effect; over these decades, he also tried to help the people of the Formless Ancient Race enhance their power. With a large number of True Spirit Fragments, and many times of intervention, coupled with the establishment of the name "Formless Celestial Venerable," the overall power of the Formless Ancient Race has been significantly enhanced, which can be considered as repaying a favor.

At this moment, in the Void Ruins, white light flows like shallow waves on a beach, sweeping over Song Yan’s body.

The source of these lights is extremely distant, like a cluster of giant mysterious bonfires emitting light and heat. By the time it reaches here, it is already the fringe area. Even so, these lights can still slowly kill an ordinary cultivator at the Crimson Palace Level.

Suddenly, a rustling sound came from Song Yan’s chest. A small black iron-colored tree root crawled out of his collar, and with a gentle touch, its little head emerged, and two accompanying bronze-colored leaves swayed slightly in the crosswind of the Void’s Profound Qi.

Song Yan slightly lowered his head, patted the branches of Po Xu Shahua, and laughed self-mockingly: "Little guy, in this vast world, it’s just the two of us left."

With that, he opened the jade box, a golden spot of light floated up, slightly swayed in the pitch-black Void, and then turned towards the right side of Song Yan.

Song Yan quickly collected the Return Insect Soul, and then swiftly looked to the left.

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