Just a Little More, Just a Little More

Boom!

A trace of blood-colored mist from Mu Ye Cangmang was absorbed by Fang Xuan, immediately transforming into a blood-colored azure dragon ten thousand zhang long. Ancient and vigorous, it fused into his body, causing the Eightfold Pagoda to tremble.

"What powerful vitality. As expected of a descendant of the War King Heavenly Monarch," Fang Xuan said in delight.

The vitality contained within Mu Ye Cangmang was equivalent to that of four or five Divine Immortals of the same level combined, greatly exceeding Fang Xuan's expectations. This meant that refining the dead man would at the very least turn four of the Eightfold Pagoda's components into Immortal Artifacts.

"No! I possess the War King Heavenly Monarch's bloodline. I was born noble. No one can kill me!" Mu Ye Cangmang continued to roar furiously.

"Hmph! Who in this world does not die? Even Heavenly Monarchs have a day when their lifespan ends. What do you count for? Die!"

Fang Xuan snorted and descended with overwhelming majesty. His hands shifted through seals, the Wings of Freedom fluttered, and countless palm shadows struck again in a ghostly blur.

Aah...

Mu Ye Cangmang let out another miserable scream. The blood mist he had transformed into scattered once more, and within its depths floated a Divine Immortal Laws crystal as large as a small mountain. It was four or five times larger than an ordinary Divine Immortal's, and incomparably condensed. This revealed his extraordinary talent; he was the same kind of person as Fang Xuan, with the potential to challenge opponents beyond his realm.

Many peerless geniuses were like this as well, capable of killing enemies beyond their cultivation level.

Several phenomena appeared between heaven and earth.

"What a pity. Mu Ye was too formidable. He even knew where I had learned my divine abilities,