Wan Du Xie's Nascent Soul figure was covered in bloody light as it desperately tried to break through the Feng Hou Qi Men formation.
However, this formation had no formation eye to be found, and his own strength had already been completely drained away.
Now, if he couldn't find a body to possess, his strength would be inferior even to that of a Golden Core cultivator.
How could Wan Du Xie have imagined that Jiang Siming had another top-grade spiritual artifact hidden up his sleeve?
A top-grade spiritual artifact! This was an existence comparable to the Qingyun Sect's guardian treasure, the Zhu Xian Sword. It was enough to make every cultivator in the entire human realm drool with envy.
At most, he had only thought that Dao Xuan possessed the Zhu Xian Sword. He had also received secret intelligence that Dao Xuan was in secluded cultivation, which was why he had dared to run to the Qingyun Sect and act so brazenly.
He had thought victory was assured, but he had never expected that a mere Golden Core cultivator would possess such methods and so many treasures.
"Y-you little brat... No, Senior, please spare me. I'm willing to make you the new sect master of my Myriad Poison Sect. From now on, I'll serve you loyally."
Wan Du Xie's Nascent Soul figure began begging Jiang Siming for mercy.
Jiang Siming flashed a brilliant smile and put away the Xuanyuan Bow in his hand. In its place, a scarlet flying sword surrounded by immortal aura appeared on his arm.
When he saw this sword, Wan Du Xie's eyes went blank, and his mouth hung open for a long time.
Only after a while did he stammer, "This... this is an immortal artifact? A low-grade immortal artifact?"
It was no wonder. Wan