At this moment, Divine Lord Tiande was undoubtedly searching for Ye Jingcheng's position, preparing to stake everything on a final strike in pursuit of a chance to escape the Heaven Reaching Spirit Treasure.
As for asking for peace, that was clearly just an excuse.
At this point, neither side could possibly trust the other. Only by putting the other to death could one be at ease.
How could they possibly reconcile so easily?
Yet the Heaven Reaching Spirit Treasure already exerted tremendous suppression over cultivators. With Dark Nether Cold Water and the Jade Scale Dragon present as well, it became even harder for Divine Lord Tiande to find an opening.
Under the immense expenditure of true essence, even though he had activated the Ancient Demon True Body, he could not withstand the fact that he was already severely wounded and lacked the Heavenly Gate's support.
The fact that Divine Lord Tiande had held on until now already showed how formidable he was. An ordinary Spirit Transformation cultivator would have perished long ago.
Even so, if he did not change tactics, he would be the only one dragged to death. He might not even last until Nine Infants arrived with reinforcements.
Left with no choice, he resorted to this expedient measure.
But Ye Jingcheng clearly had not fallen for it.
His gaze settled on the spirit seals formed by the opponent's four arms, his eyes grave yet calm.
The opponent was clearly casting a terrifying secret art.
This secret art had been brewing all along, absorbing true essence and spiritual energy. It was absolutely no trivial matter.
Even the Jade Scale Dragon kept sending him voice transmissions at this moment, warning its master.
Naturally, Ye Jingcheng could not allow him to cast it successfully.
Ye Jingcheng formed hand seals, and the