This question was quickly answered by his own experience.
Realizing that his head had been severed from his body, the Emperor Star Lord was gripped by shock and terror, feeling the greatest fear of death he had ever known.
For an ordinary person, decapitation meant certain death. A Middle God was different; he would not die immediately.
The Emperor Star Lord sent out his will, wrapping it around his severed head and remaining body, intending to reconnect them. As long as he succeeded, he was confident he could reattach his head.
How could Fan Lang let his enemy have his way? That sword strike had done far more than simply separate head from body. At his level, no attack was ever so simple.
Two streams of sword qi invaded the Emperor Star Lord's severed head and remaining body through the wound, wreaking havoc within.
The sword qi inside the severed head surged into his sea of consciousness, splitting from one into two, two into four, becoming ever more sword qi that churned through his sea of consciousness.
The sword qi within the remaining body transformed into roaming dragons, baring their fangs and claws as they twisted and soared, shattering Life Stars one after another.
"Ah! No!" the Emperor Star Lord cried out.
"You should be shouting 'yamete' instead." Even at a time like this, Fan Lang was still in the mood to tease him, teaching his enemy a highly practical foreign phrase.
Seeing his ally in danger, the other Star Lord immediately activated the formation and rushed to the rescue. He leaped onto the Azure Dragon and charged at Fan Lang.
This Star Lord was the leader of the Divine Tree Sect. He had close ties to the divine tree and had received all sorts of benefits from it. Wood