Stripped bare, the tactic was nothing remarkable: use an incarnation to draw the enemy's attacks and attention, while the true body hid nearby and launched a silent ambush.
Yet things in this world were easy to talk about and far less simple when one actually tried to do them.
Leaving other difficulties aside, at such close range, trying to deceive a Spirit Division Stage cultivator's divine sense with an illusory false body was already as hard as climbing to heaven.
And yet the other party had done it.
The Heavenly Demon was truly no small matter. He had taken a cultivator at perfected late Spirit Division and played him in the palm of his hand.
Ferocious was the only word for it.
The power of that blow just now had been even more incomparable, forcibly destroying Lingxu True Person's physical body.
Spiritual light flashed, and a Nascent Soul about an inch tall appeared before them. Its features were almost identical to Lingxu True Person's, but its little face was filled with terror.
It hugged a tiny Storage Bag to its chest and turned into a Startling Rainbow, wanting to use Teleportation.
Yet the surrounding air abruptly solidified.
A moment ago, he had been able to break free of the other party's restraints, but times changed with circumstances. Now that even his fleshly body had been destroyed, he naturally could not possibly do the same thing again.
He was forcibly fixed in place, his face full of terror, able only to watch that terrifying Heavenly Demon fly closer to him step by step.
"Heh heh. To be able to stand against this Venerable for so many rounds, it seems you aren't any ordinary cultivator. Your Nascent Soul must taste quite good. Very well, this Venerable is a little hungry, so I'll