Whoosh!
As the Sword-Bearing Youth's body collapsed, a blaze erupted from within, scattering streaks of flying light and streaming fire. Amid them, a golden gleam seemed to be trying to seize the chance to flee.
But how could Lu Yang, who had long been watching like a tiger eyeing its prey, give it that opportunity?
"Come here!"
Almost at the same time, a divine power descended upon the meditation chamber, as if the void had opened a bloodthirsty maw, madly devouring everything within the room.
Embodied True Qi!
This divine power could even draw out the concentrated essence of Seven Radiance Heaven. How could a mere wisp of Gold Nature resist? It was instantly pinned in place by Lu Yang.
Only after doing all this did Lu Yang let out a breath and look toward Patriarch Tingyou.
"Congratulations, Patriarch!"
One had to provide plenty of emotional value, so Lu Yang had left the final blow against the Sword-Bearing Youth to Patriarch Tingyou. It was also a form of tenderness toward the Banner Spirit.
On the other side, Patriarch Tingyou clearly appreciated the gesture. He turned to Lu Yang, then, without another word, gave him a deep bow. "Though it was merely a Response Body, it still settles an old matter of my heart. Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for your full support. Ting You is endlessly grateful!"
Those words came entirely from the heart.
For Patriarch Tingyou, his greatest regret and pain had been the annihilation of the Witch Ghost Sect by a single sword stroke all those years ago. He had not even been given the chance to fight.
Now, Lu Yang had fulfilled his wish.
Strictly speaking, he had not been a match for the Sword-Bearing Youth in their one-on-one battle just now—but so what? Back then, you had