A heavy voice rang out.
Opposite it, a massive figure fell beyond the layers upon layers of valleys.
The strange bird shrouded in countless raging winds shrieked sharply before finally dispersing unwillingly, leaving behind only Old Ancestor Yu Ming's true body.
Old Ancestor Yu Ming struggled desperately, trying to stand.
But whether flesh or soul, both had already weakened to the extreme.
Especially his once-heaven-defying Primordial Spirit. After excessively driving the World Vitality, it had actually suffered a backlash.
At that moment, immeasurable World Vitality surged toward him, constantly battering his enormous Primordial Spirit.
The gale shrieked as it died!
Yet it was also constantly dispersing!
Old Ancestor Yu Ming had no way to resist. He could only watch helplessly as his Primordial Spirit swelled and expanded, step by step approaching the fate of being assimilated by Heaven and Earth and returning to nothingness.
But compared with the footsteps approaching from afar, even death no longer seemed so frightening.
"The three great powers of the Ming Abyss—one fled without a fight, one hid in the shadows like a rat, and only you still have a little backbone."
Old Ancestor Yu Ming smiled bitterly. He was the master of the Mingyuan Sect; naturally, he should fight to the death!
Within his line of sight.
A figure in red slowly approached. The raging winds around her only highlighted her peerless might.
Countless World Vitality also struck that figure, but once they came within several dozen feet of her, they could advance no farther.
Within the Mountain Sea World, there was a widespread saying that Spirit Transformation Great Powers could not act lightly.
This was not a rumor!
Such existences grasped Law True Intent and could rouse the power of the world's origin as a weapon, making them almost indistinguishable from the Heavenly