The Sun and Moon Make the Same Mistake: Let Go of That Dharma Corpse

"Let go of that Dharma corpse!" Qin Ming shouted. "Humph! An accomplice or a traitor?" the corpse catcher sneered. The Dharma corpse was left utterly baffled. "Ah... no, I meant, let me handle it," Qin Ming clarified with a grin. "I'll be taking your divine abilities now." Before anyone even had time to mourn the fallen Dharma corpse, a new figure stepped onto the stage: the Dharma corpses' sternest father, the ultimate nemesis of all karma and evil deeds, Gongsun Ling's junior martial brother, the reserve sect master of Sanzhen, and the Extreme Dao Corpse-Method Immortal Monarch—a man far more monstrous than any corpse could ever be. Resting his chin on his hand, Qin Ming mused, "Tell me, exactly how many divine abilities does one need before it's considered enough?"