Soul Saint!

Jiang Dao struck out madly. In his hands, the Battle Saint Spear seemed alive, its golden light dazzling as Killing Intent spewed from within. With the slightest shake of the spear, a beam of light would shoot forth and pierce straight through one Person of the Source after another.

Like Venerable Wu Dao, a thread of his essence blood was contained within the Battle Saint Spear.

The entire Battle Saint Spear had practically transformed into an incomparably powerful weapon of slaughter, rampaging and bombarding everything here. No one could stop Jiang Dao.

Boom boom boom boom!

Thunderous roars rang out as flesh and blood splattered.

Many more People of the Source were pierced through by his spear. Their bodies exploded instantly, and their shrieks were hysterical.

Jiang Dao's modification chances were rapidly increasing.

A sharp gleam flickered in his eyes as his heart surged. He attacked swiftly.

This place seemed to have become his personal hunting ground.

As he slaughtered, he modified his cultivation techniques.

But Jiang Dao soon discovered another problem, and his brows could not help but furrow.

The modification chances produced after these People of the Source died were not as useful as he had imagined.

The modification chances they provided did not even compare to those of ordinary Divine Emperors.

This was truly strange.

Jiang Dao accumulated dozens of modification chances, yet in the end, he had only raised his Sun Moon Cosmos Heart Sutra to 98%.

"These People of the Source are said to be Malevolent Spirits, yet they are not purely Malevolent Spirits. They are said to be fiendish monsters, yet they are not purely fiendish monsters either. How strange!"

Jiang Dao struck while pondering.

At this moment!

The People of the Source in the other directions quickly noticed the commotion on Jiang Dao's