The Nascent Soul's face was dark to the extreme.
He, a dignified Dongxuan Realm immortal cultivator, had actually had his fleshly body destroyed by a Lihe Realm junior. Not only that, he could do nothing to the other party and could only watch helplessly as his enemy escaped.
Once word of this got out, it would no longer be a question of losing face or not. He would utterly become the laughingstock of those at the same level.
He did not know about the Spirit World's other minor planes, but at least in the East Sea cultivation world, from the ancient era onward, such a thing had absolutely never happened.
Grief and fury filled him to the extreme, a surge of resentment choking his heart. The Nascent Soul's little face alternated between red and white several times, then his small hand lifted, and a pitch-black pillar of light, completely out of proportion with his tiny body, shot out...
Boom!
With a tremendous crash, towering waves rose from the nearby sea.
Yet this alone was still not enough to vent the Taoist-Robed Elder's rage. He swept his right hand, and rings of light radiated from the Jade Ruyi he held.
A visible wave of light enveloped the sea within several li.
That enormous force was powerful and bizarre, pressing the entire sea surface downward.
The strength of this strike was far more than a thousand catties!
If it had acted on something else, say, a mountain, then even the hardest rock would likely have been turned into dust all the same.
"Brother Qiu, why are you doing this? To be angered to such a degree..."
"Hm?"
Before the words had even finished, that voice suddenly turned astonished, filled even more with disbelief. "Brother Qiu... Brother Qiu, you... why are you left