Within the Devouring Space.
Duan Yunyin's greatsword was like dawn tearing through the night. Every swing followed the trajectory of revolving stars, unleashing heart-palpitating destructive energy, as though even the void itself were being cleaved apart by its edge.
Beneath this vast torrent of sword qi, Jiang Ping An's body was like fragile petals, blasted apart until flesh and blood scattered into a fine rain of crimson.
In only a brief moment, the flesh on his body had been smashed into a complete mess, revealing gemstone-like bones beneath.
Seeing Jiang Ping An's blue-black skeleton, Duan Yunyin finally understood why his attacks could not split Jiang Ping An's body apart.
"Top-Grade Immortal Artifact! You actually forged your bones into a Top-Grade True Immortal Immortal Artifact!"
Duan Yunyin was utterly stunned.
Having lived for so long, this was the first time he had seen someone forge their skeleton into an Immortal Artifact.
And it was even a Top-Grade Immortal Artifact.
Top-Grade Immortal Artifacts were exceedingly hard, especially defensive ones. Among cultivators of the same realm, they were difficult to break through.
The reason Jiang Ping An had not retaliated was that he had deliberately given Duan Yunyin the chance to attack, allowing him to use a great deal of immortal arts and exhaust his Immortal Qi.
Within this Devouring Space, Duan Yunyin's rate of Immortal Qi consumption would multiply.
Since he could not break Duan Yunyin's defenses, he could only wear him down to death.
However, Duan Yunyin was not stupid either. Realizing that Jiang Ping An was deliberately draining his Immortal Qi, he immediately stopped using immortal arts.
He narrowed his aged eyes, held the greatsword in hand, stood in the void, and stared coldly at Jiang Ping An.
"Are you one of the Devil Race?"
Whether it was Devil Silk