He had a premonition that if he failed to evade it, this Immortal Slaying Sword might destroy his source.
If that happened, he would not be able to revive for quite some time.
Just as Old Daoist Hongjun was about to flee, an intense feeling of reluctance and pain surged through his heart.
After all, condensing this Dharma God had been extremely difficult.
He had expended countless Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to fully condense this Dharma God.
The entire process had even taken him over ten thousand eras.
Having to abandon such an important avatar made Old Daoist Hongjun feel as if his heart were being cut by knives. The pain was unbearable.
It was all that damn Lin Xuan's fault!
Given enough time, he would definitely make this wretch suffer before dying!
"Swoosh, swoosh—!!!"
Just then, the four Immortal Slaying Swords wreathed in an aura of destruction came hurtling through.
Their power was utterly terrifying!
If he failed to evade them in time, he would definitely die!
Old Daoist Hongjun knew very well that as long as the green hills remained, there would be no shortage of firewood.
Without hesitation, Old Daoist Hongjun's primordial spirit swiftly fled from this enormous Dharma God.
There was no time to worry about anything else. Saving his life was the priority!
The instant Old Daoist Hongjun escaped from this enormous Dharma God, he saw the incomparably fierce Immortal Slaying Sword rapidly pierce into the Dharma God's head.
"Pfft—!!!"
A piercing sound that shook the heavens rang out.
Throughout the Primordial World, billions upon billions of living beings saw it—Lin Xuan controlled the Immortal Slaying Sword and directly pierced through Old Daoist Hongjun's forehead before emerging through the back of his head, bringing with it a splash of bright-red blood and a smear