After the birdcage-like creation captured Peng Mo's skull and breastbone, several massive needles suddenly extended from within and swiftly stabbed toward the frantically battering skull.
"No! I don't want to die! I aspire to eternal life!"
As the crystal needles pierced down, Peng Mo's hairs stood on end. It was as though he could smell death's thick, pungent scent, and he let out a loud howl.
"Cloud Sage..."
He still wanted to call for help, but in the next instant, the crystal needles mercilessly plunged into his skull. The needles instantly turned pitch-black, and black liquid rapidly flowed from the skull into the cage artifact.
The howling abruptly ceased, and the "vitality" emanating from the golden feathers on the skull and breastbone immediately dissipated as well!
Peng Mo was dead!
Clang!
As though he had heard nothing, Li Qingyun raised a hand and hurled out the Heavenly Bead, intercepting the Eternal Sword of the leading Eternal Clan youth midway. After retrieving the bead, his expression changed slightly. The Heavenly Bead had actually cracked!
It had been split apart by a single sword strike.
"These Eternal Creations are far too formidable. They can break Eternal Bone and cleave Heaven-Opening Supreme Treasures. No wonder a few little brats equivalent to the early Beyond Tribulation Realm dared hunt saints at the Beyond Tribulation Realm peak..."
In the flash of lightning and spark of flint, Li Qingyun also glanced at the crystal birdcage that had been withdrawn. He saw that Peng Mo's divine soul had completely dissipated, directly sucked dry by those crystal needles into something like "soul fluid."
Naturally, Peng Mo's death could not stir even the slightest ripple in his heart.
Peng Mo was not like Lu Ya. Between them, there had never been anything but mutual exploitation, without the slightest genuine