If it could be spread widely, the number of Demonic Path Spirit Transformations would rise once more. The Joyful Union Demon Sect and the Nether Mountain Sect, at the very least, each had two Nascent Soul Great Perfection cultivators who were restricted by their inheritances and unable to advance.
Existences of this sort were similar to the Yellow Springs Temple Master.
They had already reached the limit of limits, enough to be called Half-step Spirit Transformation. Their combat strength had long since surpassed that of ordinary Great Perfection Cultivators. What they lacked... was a single opportunity.
His attention returned to the field.
The surrounding slaughter weapons, each of strange and different shapes, had Killing Intent Blood Radiance blooming in both eyes, their target clearly pointed straight at Xie Xie An.
The man slammed both hands down onto the ground.
The earth seemed to transform into a river surging with waves. The billows it raised washed the slaughter weapons in every direction, while the members of Old Geezer's squad, with the help of the Earth Wave Technique, instantly gathered together.
Xie Xie An opened his mouth and spat. An oval leaf as thin as a cicada's wing appeared and rapidly enlarged. Everyone had long since grown used to this situation.
Without needing a reminder, they jumped onto the leaf magical treasure.
This thing clung close to the ground, like a sled sliding down from a snowy peak. It was clearly flat ground, and there was no thrust of any kind, yet it stubbornly managed to slide out.
With a pfft, it slipped right out of the slaughter weapons' encirclement.
Only a moment later did a violent sonic boom ring out.
This was one of the countermeasures Xie Xie An had devised for the Barren Ancient Plains' ban on flight. They would