Fleeing (Request for Monthly Votes)
The enormous thunder palm was like divine punishment—vast, violent, irresistible.
At that moment, Ye Jingcheng's eyes were filled with bitterness. The Teleportation Array behind him had already exploded.
His only chance of survival now was for Divine Lord Zhengyuan to kill the Xuan Niu Demon Saint, then come save him.
But that was simply impossible.
Nascent Soul Peak cultivators were already difficult to kill, much less a sixth-rank Demon Saint. Its physical body was so formidable that Ye Jingcheng suspected even Azure Sun Flame would need a year and a half to burn it to ashes.
Let alone slay it in an instant.
Yet bitter as he was, Ye Jingcheng could not possibly give up. He gripped a spirit talisman in his hand. It was no ordinary spirit talisman, but a sixth-rank Blood Escape Talisman.
This Blood Escape Talisman was the second life-saving spirit talisman Divine Lord Zhengyuan had given him.
Naturally, he had to use it now.
But before using it, he still had to withstand this palm strike. Otherwise, he might be smashed into bloody paste before he could escape, perhaps leaving not even his Nascent Soul behind.
He took a deep breath and pushed Spirit Control to its utmost limit. For defense, he controlled the Jade Scale Dragon. The effects of Spirit Control were immense; he now resembled a half-dragon, white scales covering his entire body, long sharp claws extending from his hands, and even two protrusions rising from his forehead.
After using Spirit Control, he activated the Grand Origin Golden Body. Most importantly, he drove the Saint Spirit Tower, this spirit treasure, to its limit.
Once he had done all that, he unleashed another Great Divine Power.
The five true spirits appeared one after another, only to be smashed into nothingness