Li Shiming stared in horror at the vision shared by the Phantom Spirit Dragon and saw the madness of a Half-Step Great Power.
He thought that if he had truly entered the blessed land, perhaps what this group of Great Cultivators had encountered would have been his fate.
He did not let the Phantom Spirit Dragon make any move. Facing an existence as powerful as a Half-Step Great Power, the Phantom Spirit Dragon might be discovered at the slightest abnormal movement.
Given the Half-Step Great Power's crazed state, he feared the man would immediately come after the Phantom Spirit Dragon.
The final battle in the blessed land ended. Great Cultivator Jiao Xian's body had been crushed out of shape, his fleshly body dead, his Nascent Soul obliterated.
The Half-Step Great Power who had avenged his great hatred dragged his ruined body and hovered in the void, staring blankly at his own blessed land.
He had spent countless effort and resources rebuilding the rules and environment of the blessed land, and now all of it had been destroyed.
His life had also reached its end. What awaited him was the arrival of death.
After going through his frenzied revenge, the Half-Step Great Power was now abnormally calm.
Only his torso and one arm remained of his body, and that arm was terrifyingly withered as well.
After reaching the realm of a Half-Step Great Power, his face had remained that of a young man, yet now he looked like an old man at death's door.
"Ah!" He let out a long sigh, and thousands of years of bitter cultivation, everything he had, scattered with that sigh.
His body stopped aging, but the aura of life vanished along with it.
At the instant he fell, the chaotic energy inside the blessed land miraculously