C121 Deep Valley (2/2)

After placing the square of the corpse on the smooth boulder, Qin Shaojie also heaved a sigh of relief. With a thought, he stored the coffin back into his storage ring.

Right now, the only thing he could control was the closed lid. As for the rest, they were far from enough. But no matter what, it would not affect Qin Shaojie's judgement that the coffin was an exceptional treasure.

Even if the current Black Scorpion Man were to lose him, he would not feel too much pain, but if there was anything wrong with the coffin, it was likely that Qin Shaojie himself would become very anxious. After all, when Qin Shaojie was at his peak state, he did not even obtain this treasure. Once his strength had risen to a certain level, coupled with the coffin, he would be like a tiger with wings.

After putting away the coffin, Qin Shaojie once again looked at the ten meter tall corpse of the Black Scorpion Man. Even from the looks of it, one could clearly feel the toughness of this skeleton. It was as if it was made of steel and one could even see with their naked eyes that it possessed a formidable defensive strength.

According to the memories of his previous life, Three Spiritual Realms Realm practitioners were basically unable to pose a threat to this skeleton.

No matter what, there was a trace of dragon blood flowing through the veins of this Black Scorpion Man.

After a careful examination, he quietly released his consciousness as well. After a long while, Qin Shaojie's consciousness finally settled on the Black Scorpion Man's chest area.

There was no longer any flesh on his bare chest, only an empty skeleton. It looked to be in panic. But right at this moment, Qin Shaojie confirmed that the enormous soul undulations that were previously emitted was coming from within.

Furthermore, Qin Shaojie's current divine sense was undoubtedly much stronger than before, and his perception was also not something that could be compared to it at the same level. There was a very mysterious feeling, and that the source of the remnant soul should be located at the chest area.

Hu hu hu hu!

Slowly releasing the foul air from his chest, Qin Shaojie's expression became grave.

It was unknown how many years this remnant soul had attached itself to Black Scorpion Man's body. If he wanted to refine this Black Scorpion Man's corpse, the first thing he had to do was to get rid of this remnant soul.

The current Qin Shaojie did not have the slightest confidence in being able to suppress his consciousness. If he were to be hit by a backlash in the end, it would be a complete loss on him. Even if he didn't refine it, if the movement was too large, it would be enough for the soul fragment to reflexively make some movements. And Qin Shaojie was completely unable to guarantee that these actions would be beneficial or harmful to him.

Therefore, the best method was to imprison this remnant soul.

After taking out the Ice-Iron Slime from the spatial ring, Qin Shaojie took a deep breath as he felt the cool feeling in his hand.

Whether it would succeed or not, all of his hopes were placed on the Ice-Iron Slime.

After the Ice-Iron Slime was suspended in the air with profound energy wrapped around, Qin Shaojie's hand seals kept changing. Under this kind of change, the profound energy that was originally wrapped around the Ice-Iron Slime actually started to materialize, and became as minute as silk. Looking around, there was more than just a crowd of tens of thousands.

After the profound energy transformed into something as thin as silk, it quietly extended toward the Ice-Iron Slime.

The Ice-Iron Slime was only the size of a longan and looked extremely smooth. However, after enlarging it by several times, it was not difficult to discover that there were about a million tiny holes densely packed on its surface. It was impossible to see these holes with the naked eye, and even water droplets would not be able to penetrate through them. One could only imagine how small they were.

However, Qin Shaojie completely refined all of this profound energy into the diameter of these spaces, in order to completely submerge them. This seemingly simple step was actually quite difficult.

Not to mention anything else, if he were to miss a single hole inside, it would be a waste of his previous efforts. Therefore, if he wanted to take action, he had to first know how many holes the Ice-Iron Slime had.

There were very few who knew about the number of holes on such a strange object like the Ice-Iron Slime. There were seventy-nine thousand eight hundred and sixty-five holes, and each of them were of the same size.

Back then, when Qin Shaojie was alive, he had to expend a lot of effort to understand how many holes there were.

Afterwards, he evenly cut the profound energy into seventy-nine thousand eight hundred and sixty-five, and then used extremely good control to completely pour it into the Ice-Iron Slime.

This was the only way that there was a certain chance of quietly separating the two different types of elements within the Ice-Iron Slime.

To do all this, one had to first understand the Ice-Iron Slime. Secondly, his own consciousness had to be strong enough, otherwise, not to mention controlling the profound energy to enter the aperture, just cutting it would be extremely troublesome.

Fortunately, Qin Shaojie had done very well on both points.