The bright sky changed in an instant—from surging thunderbolts to dense purple firmament, a sky-piercing spear, and a vast scroll.
Each phenomenon represented a different divine domain, shifting endlessly through the void.
Yet before they could make a move, the lightning left behind a faint streak of bloodlight and vanished completely.
Clearly, the Primal Thunder Demon Saint knew he was no match and had already fled. Worthy of being a Thunder Cultivator, his lightning-flashing escape technique was so swift that even the four Divine Lords seemed unable to catch up, stopping where they were instead of pursuing him.
Of course, in Ye Jingcheng's view, it was more likely that these Spirit Transformation Divine Lords knew they could not kill him and were unwilling to expend themselves.
Otherwise, if five Divine Lords wanted to kill a Demon Saint, they could have done so at some cost.
After all, Divine Lords possessed Sixth Order Magic Treasures and spirit treasures, while most Demon Saints relied on their physical bodies and innate talents.
In Ye Jingcheng's eyes, the Primal Thunder Tiger Saint's talent was not particularly exceptional. He was merely more adept in speed and divine domains.
If it truly came down to a fight to the death, as long as there was a formation to trap the Tiger Saint, perhaps even three people could kill him. It was only a question of whether it was worth it.
Still, Ye Jingcheng had to acknowledge the immense favor they had done him. If Purple Sun Divine Lord, Sky Piercing Divine Lord, and Righteous Spirit Divine Lord had not arrived, he truly would have had no chance of survival today.
It also made him secretly resolve to be even more cautious from now on, no matter what.
At present, among his Spirit Beasts' essence blood, only