"Make peace?"
Li Qingyuan laughed in anger and said, "How about this? I'll heal your injuries first, then give you ten third-grade immortal pills and five thousand immortal crystals."
"We'll turn weapons of war into jade and silk, shake hands, and make peace."
Huo Zhuo froze. "Really? Are you joking with me?"
Slap!
Li Qingyuan delivered a resounding slap, leaving Huo Zhuo momentarily stunned.
The slap carried the physical strength of the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique. The fire scales on half of Huo Zhuo's face shattered together, blood burst out under pressure, and his entire head twisted to one side.
Li Qingyuan sneered. "You were the one who started joking."
As his words fell, he thrust his sword straight into Huo Zhuo's Mud Pill Palace, its sword intent cutting down his Primordial Spirit and destroying his soul.
The instant the Green Wood Heavenly Sun Sword sank into Huo Zhuo's Mud Pill Palace, the Jianmu principle and thunder fire power erupted together, sealing off his Primordial Spirit's escape routes and strangling the life from his soul.
"Die with me! What?" Huo Zhuo tried to detonate himself, only to sink into greater despair.
His tiny True Spirit frantically urged its power into motion, trying to detonate all his True Immortal mid-stage essence and take them both down.
Yet his True Spirit did not budge.
"My True Spirit is... is locked down."
The tiny True Spirit cried out in despair, "What Divine Ability is this?"
The Great Grade Heavenly Immortal Art's Body Immobilization Technique could immobilize and lock down the body, Primordial Spirit, and True Spirit alike, leaving no possibility of self-detonation.
Like a trapped beast in a cage, Huo Zhuo fell into utter despair.
Li Qingyuan chuckled. "Old Zhao, he's yours."
"Heh heh heh, thank you, Master."
Old Zhao flew out of