Wang Yu knew what this thing was.
It was the Life-Bound Magic Treasure of the Feng Clan's deceased ancient ancestor, a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator—the Kirin Beast Head Bell. It had expended its origin to grant some kind of life-protecting safeguard, and the price was enormous.
When he had read the ancient records, the two words "Kirin" had left a rather deep impression on him.
For the Blood Slaughter Heart Rend Sword to trigger this hidden card already showed that one who had walked a hundred steps had reached ninety—only the final little bit remained, and perhaps the Green Robe Old Ancestor could have been slain on the spot.
The phantom of the green bell blocked the blood-colored sword radiance, yet it also left within the city a terrifying fissure that ran straight from south to north, with a dreadful Will of Slaughter rising and sinking within it.
If one's mind sank into it, the killing intent would very likely surge through the brain.
The Green Robe Old Ancestor, in an utterly sorry state, had just lifted his head.
The Earth Hatred Puppet's Yellow Springs Great Handprint had already arrived. This time it erupted from beneath the ground, like the hand of an earth god suddenly spreading open, seizing Green Robe in one grip and trying to crush him into meat paste.
"Ghh—aaaaah!"
A consecutive string of frenzied attacks drove Green Robe completely mad.
It truly did not give him the slightest chance to catch his breath. Especially after he stopped charging his divine ability, that backlash had nearly damaged all his viscera and bowels.
His internal injuries were far too severe...
Now that he had been seized by the Yellow Springs Great Handprint again, if he still worried about his magic treasure being damaged, the one who suffered a