Chapter 2202

Refining the Death Aura

"That little bastard!"

The Devourer King's exasperated voice came from the Phagocytosis. He knew that Zhuowen didn't trust him at all.

Si Ling sighed in his heart. It was already difficult for him to deal with the Phagocytosis. If Zhuowen joined the battle, he might really be defeated.

However, Si Ling was still on guard. He was afraid that Zhuowen and the Devourer King were just acting to confuse him. If Zhuowen suddenly attacked, it would be too late for him to cry.

Inside the cave, Zhuowen's eyes flickered. He summoned the Thunder Fire Sword and ordered, "Xiao Hei, pay attention to the battle outside. If there's any movement, tell me immediately."

Xiao Hei sat on the sword's hilt. She knew the importance of the situation. She nodded and flew to the entrance of the cave, silently watching the battle outside.

Zhuowen took out a black cube. He opened his mouth and spat out the Extreme Fire, which wrapped around the black cube. He was ready to refine the Death Aura inside the black cube.

With Zhuowen's experience, he could see that the Death Aura and the Phagocytosis weren't that different in strength. It would be difficult to determine the winner in a short time. Thus, he still had a lot of time to refine the Death Aura.

Time passed slowly. The battle in the Bone Halberd Tribe was getting fiercer and fiercer. The commotion was getting bigger and bigger. The entire Bone World was affected.

Many creatures in the Bone World were alarmed by the terrifying commotion. Most of the cultivators squatted in the tribe, trembling and praying. There were also some brave ones who followed the commotion to the Bone Halberd Tribe. However, no one dared to approach the tribe.

Three days later, the Bone Halberd Tribe was completely in ruins. More than eighty percent of the tribesmen were killed. The rest of the tribesmen escaped quickly and avoided the disaster.

Of course, in the Bone Halberd Tribe, the only place that wasn't in ruins was Zhuowen's cave.

Zhuowen had set up a level-2 defensive array outside the cave, and the location was at the edge of the Bone Halberd Tribe. Therefore, although the battle between the undead and the Phagocytosis was terrifying, it wasn't to the extent that it would affect Zhuowen.

"Motherf * cker, there's actually such a terrifying guy in the Bone World. I'm afraid that Wu Ling's strength is about the same as Wu Qing's, or maybe even stronger?"

Outside the cave, Xiao Hei gazed numbly at the ripples that appeared on the surface of the grand formation, and she couldn't help but click her tongue in wonder as she looked at the Specter and Phagocytosis that were still fighting above.

"I have the Nine Cycle Reincarnation Formation. You can't take me down. I think you know better than I do. You'd better back off."

With a wave of the Necromancer's Bone Staff, the green flames transformed into a huge dragon, blasting the oncoming Phagocytosis back.

"Old fart, remove this Nine Cycle Reincarnation Formation for me, and I'll back off. Otherwise, I won't rest until you're dead!

Also, don't forget about that Zhuowen. As long as he comes out of seclusion, your time of death will come. "

The Phagocytosis floated in the air, and his voice was filled with gloom.

The undead sneered and said, "That Zhuowen isn't as good as you think. I'm afraid that he's planning for both sides to suffer. I don't think you're a fool. It's best for you to see the facts clearly."

The Phagocytosis turned a deaf ear to the undead's words, but his heart was filled with anger. Obviously, he was also somewhat suspicious of Zhuowen's goal.

"Old fart, this king will not rest until you're dead. Die for me!"

The Devouring King knew that he had no other choice. If he let the undead go this time, the undead would become stronger and stronger in the future. Moreover, the undead would become more vigilant and wouldn't give him a chance to escape.

Therefore, he had to kill the undead this time, even if he had to pay a huge price.

* Rumble! *

The Phagocytosis was wrapped in a terrifying devouring power. Like a dark cloud pressing down on a mountain, it suddenly blasted towards the undead.

The undead's face was ugly, but his heart was filled with helplessness. He naturally knew what the Devouring King was thinking. This time, the Devouring King had relied on Zhuowen to come out. How could he retreat so easily?

… …

Inside the cave, Zhuowen waved his sleeve, and the extreme fire energy was absorbed into his sleeve. However, his brows slowly creased as he looked at the undamaged death qi in his hand.

For three days and three nights, Zhuowen had used the extreme fire energy, but he couldn't refine the death qi completely.

"Why is this death qi so difficult to refine?

Could it be that there's something wrong with the refining method? "

Zhuowen slightly creased his brows as he silently looked at the undamaged black cube in his hand.

"Eh?"

Zhuowen's expression suddenly changed, and he immediately took out the small temple that housed the souls from his spirit ring.

At this moment, the power of faith in the small temple was extremely dense. When Zhuowen's consciousness entered the small temple, he could clearly see countless souls kneeling on the ground and praying devoutly.

"What a powerful power of faith. I never thought that this small temple would actually gather so much power of faith in such a short period of time. This speed is much faster than the undead's method."

Zhuowen murmured. He couldn't help but recall Han Yan's words. The power of faith was bidirectional. If the power of faith was forcefully obtained, not only would it not be pure, but the speed would also be very slow.

However, Zhuowen had saved the souls that had been tortured by the undead and obtained their sincere devotion. Not only was the power of faith of the highest quality, but the speed of accumulation was also much faster than the undead's.

Although the current power of faith was insignificant compared to the undead's power of faith, Zhuowen knew that it wouldn't take too long for him to reach the same level as the undead if he continued to accumulate it at this speed.

Of course, Zhuowen didn't know how to use the power of faith. However, energy was ultimately different from divine power. The way to use the power of faith shouldn't be too different.

"The undead said that the Devourer King seemed to be afraid of the power of faith. I wonder if the power of faith would be of any help in refining the death qi?"

Zhuowen murmured to himself. His eyes grew brighter and brighter. Soon after, he held the small temple in his hand. With a thought, a dense milky white energy gushed out of the small temple. This milky white energy was the power of faith.

When the power of faith completely enveloped the black cube, Zhuowen was pleasantly surprised to find that the deathly qi in the black cube finally moved. It kept rolling as if it was facing a great enemy.

Zhuowen knew that the power of faith would be of great use in refining the death qi. Hence, he immediately increased the output of the power of faith.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle! Zhuowen discovered that the deathly qi in the black cube began to struggle. It broke free from the black cube as if it wanted to escape.

However, how could Zhuowen allow the deathly qi to escape? He immediately controlled the power of faith to intercept the deathly qi. At the same time, Zhuowen used the power of faith to create white flames that constantly roasted the deathly qi.

The deathly qi had no way out. It could only resist the white flames created by the power of faith.