Boom!
After an earth-shattering roar, Jiang Yanfeng's head and body instantly exploded, bursting into a spray of bloody pulp. Only his several-foot-tall Nascent Soul remained, clutching his storage artifact as it fled in panic toward the other side of the "corpse formation."
The ground where he had stood also collapsed beneath that heaven-shaking force, leaving behind a giant pit several zhang deep.
However, the most dangerous moment had already passed. The situation was now extremely favorable for Jiang Yanfeng!
At that critical instant, his [Cold Flood Dragon Sword] finally arrived behind Wei Tu, just a step too late.
"Die, Wei Tu!" Jiang Yanfeng's Nascent Soul regained its composure and poured all his divine sense and mana into the [Cold Flood Dragon Sword], intending to stake everything on this single blow.
He was confident that without the [Illusory Scale Armor] to help him, even if Wei Tu was a sixth-rank body cultivator, he would find it difficult to withstand the might of the [Cold Flood Dragon Sword], a damaged seventh-rank treasure.
The power of laws contained within a damaged seventh-rank treasure was enough to shatter the "True-Spirit Immortal Bone" of an early sixth-rank body cultivator!
Yet a scene Jiang Yanfeng had never anticipated unfolded.
Just as the [Cold Flood Dragon Sword] was about to strike Wei Tu's dharma body, an "evil artifact" forged from heaps of white bones suddenly flew from Wei Tu's body. Its evil aura surged fiercely, and with a slight tremor, the grayish-white strange radiance it released effortlessly blocked the massive Sword Qi of the [Cold Flood Dragon Sword].
"A seventh-rank evil artifact?" Jiang Yanfeng's expression changed instantly. He repeatedly struck his Nascent Soul's chest and spat out essence blood onto the [Cold Flood Dragon Sword], attempting to further unleash its sword might and completely sever that exceedingly