"Senior Brother Mu Feng!"
True Lord Gao Feng looked at the wounded True Lord Mu Feng in terror, then turned his gaze toward Jiang Sheng. His expression had become incomparably savage.
After all, he was a true disciple of Qiankun Dao Sect's Feng generation. At the brink of life and death, his strength of character was no weaker than anyone's.
True Lord Gao Feng gritted his teeth, then formed hand seals and began burning his own Immortal Source as well.
The importance of Immortal Source to immortals of the Upper Three Realms went without saying. It was not merely the refined accumulation of an Upper Three Realms immortal's divine abilities and Dao cultivation—it was also the foundation upon which they broke through their realm and attained longevity.
Though True Lord Gao Feng was only at the early Void Refinement stage, he had still accumulated Immortal Source over several thousand years. Now, he burned every last bit of the Immortal Source he had painstakingly gathered to evade tribulations and attain longevity, converting it into Dao cultivation and divine abilities. True Lord Gao Feng was clearly throwing everything on the line.
"Ling Yuan, don't think that your high cultivation means you can swallow my fellow disciples whole! Even if the two of us die today, we'll tear a piece of flesh from you!"
True Lord Gao Feng roared until his eyes nearly split apart. His crazed and unyielding appearance made Jiang Sheng seem like some vicious Heavenly Demon.
"High Rise Thousandfold Watchtowers, ride the wind across ten thousand ridges!"
"Thousand Towers Suppress Baleful Intent, Ten Thousand Winds Subdue Demons!"
True Lord Gao Feng shouted, and as his divine ability revolved, towering structures a million zhang high manifested between heaven and earth. A breath ago, these lofty buildings had been nothing but phantom