"Impossible?!"
"I couldn't possibly have seen wrong!"
The master of True Cultivation Temple forced the words out through clenched teeth.
The True Cultivation path glimpsed the root of all things.
Moreover, he bore the Great Dao. He could not possibly have been mistaken.
In his eyes, Yuan Tong's spiritual aura had vanished completely.
That mindless artifact spirit had exploded its body and returned its soul to the divine weapon. Only a severely depleted Lord of the Netherworld remained on the field.
The Nether Lord had exhausted too much mana; even the protective astral energy around his body had begun flickering in and out.
He looked utterly like an arrow at the end of its flight.
Even if he had taken Yuan Tong Dao Lord's soul and possessed the peak combat strength of the complete two flowers of the Killing Dao, he should have been incapable of activating it again.
Much less letting the divine weapon's artifact spirit strike once more.
It was precisely because he had seen through this that he had dared to attack without restraint.
As long as he killed the Nether Lord, he could take advantage of the artifact spirit's inability to let Baleful Intent surge through its body and seize complete control of the Soul Banner.
This should not have gone wrong. At the very moment victory had seemed within reach, he had nearly burst into wild laughter.
So many Dao Lords stood nearby, including quite a few with two flowers, yet none of them could see through something so simple. Only he had seen through everything and realized that the Soul Banner's master was running out of mana.
At that moment, how could he have been anything less than ecstatic?
He could not help but look down on the gathered Dao Lords, seized by the