Suppressing the Immortal Slaughtering Blade

Ye Xiwen's Primordial Spirit moved with incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, it crossed from the Star Colossus Avatar into his true body.

Between his true body and the Star Colossus Avatar was such a two-way passage, allowing Ye Xiwen to maintain control of the Star Colossus Avatar at any time.

Ye Xiwen returned to his true body in an instant. The old ghost behind him was closing in, his form wrapped in a mass of black mist as he let out a sinister, terrifying laugh. In almost an instant, he was about to catch up to Ye Xiwen.

A withered ghostly claw struck down in an instant. No one knew what kind of claw technique it was, but it felt as though it contained the Dao of heaven and earth itself. This was an old ghost who called himself an immortal; with a casual swipe, he could tear out the traces of the Dao.

Space rushed past behind them. In an instant, Ye Xiwen had already plunged into his own body. Though the old ghost sensed that something was amiss, he had yet to discover what exactly was wrong. More importantly, he had never taken Ye Xiwen seriously.

He believed everything was under his control. If necessary, he could kill Ye Xiwen at any moment. Even if Ye Xiwen had overturned the Feather Transformation Church Lord of the Transcendent Realm, in his eyes, that had merely been luck. If he had not been pulling strings from the shadows back then, how could Ye Xiwen have had such an opportunity?

Without him, Ye Xiwen was nothing at all.

Thus, although he sensed something wrong, he did not stop. He continued pursuing Ye Xiwen. No matter what schemes or tricks there were, before absolute power, they were nothing but