A Strange Feeling, Extending Longevity
Battles between Spirit Transformation cultivators were far too terrifying, bringing down the heavens and splitting the earth at the slightest move.
If they did not deliberately restrain themselves, a casual strike could flatten a vast region.
Precisely because of that, no one dared watch the battle.
Everyone could only wait inside the Immortal City for the result.
"I hear the current Great Wei Emperor has late-stage Spirit Transformation cultivation. Senior Luo's cultivation is inferior to his. I'm afraid he'll suffer a loss."
"Don't worry. Senior Luo isn't alone. The various Spirit Transformation Old Ancestors should all have rushed over—"
They transmitted their voices to one another, quietly discussing the matter.
At the same time.
Inside the Soul Honoring Banner, Ren Huan and Wei Yan were locked in battle.
Both of them were in the state of souls. Without mana or treasures, their strength was still evenly matched.
"Fellow Daoists, I never thought the two of you would also die at Li Chang'an's hands."
Mu Wei's soul suddenly appeared, his tone filled with emotion.
Hearing this, the two of them stopped at the same time.
Ren Huan frowned and said, "Fellow Daoist Mu? Weren't you killed by Junior Brother Tong?"
"I was indeed killed by Tong Hu, but before that, I had already been controlled by Li Chang'an. My body was not my own."
Mu Wei's expression was bitter, and a few notes of helplessness entered his words.
Wei Yan nodded. "Li Chang'an's attainments in puppets are truly extraordinary. That Wood Seed Technique of his can probably stand shoulder to shoulder with an incomplete Perfect Spell."
Ren Huan said again, "In that case, Junior Brother Tong was wronged?"
"That's right. The entire world was deceived by that Li Chang'an. He hid far too deeply."
As they