Shangguan Hong smiled smugly, and then a massive force shot out from his mouth, swiftly enveloping dozens of the hundreds of magic treasures.
Next, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rapidly gathered before erupting and flowing into the only magic treasure Shangguan Hong held in his hand.
That was the brush.
Amid the eruption of massive spiritual energy, the brush suddenly broke free of Shangguan Hong's palm and floated in the air. On a sheet of calligraphy paper flying over, it wrote a single character.
Clearly, although he had many magic treasures, the one Shangguan Hong preferred using was this brush.
The character the brush wrote on the calligraphy paper was "Absolute."
As the character took shape, an absolutely irresistible force swiftly enveloped Wu Feng.
Wu Feng's body and soul instantly suffered a double blow.
On the physical level, Wu Feng's body rapidly withered into a dried corpse. It then began to disintegrate, turning into powder that fell into the sea.
The mental attack was even more terrifying. A feeling of despair rapidly appeared in Wu Feng's mind.
That emotion made Wu Feng feel that he had no way to contend with Shangguan Hong. The best thing he could do was surrender or kill himself. He no longer had any chance, any room for growth, or any means of improving himself...
All kinds of emotions intertwined and genuinely affected Wu Feng's mind.
This made Wu Feng choose suicide on the spot. His body and primordial spirit both turned into nothingness and vanished from the small world.
Shangguan Hong sighed. "It seems Fellow Daoist Wu Feng has a fierce temperament and dislikes being suppressed by others. I was simply too ruthless."
Although he felt somewhat regretful, Shangguan Hong's complacent attitude remained obvious.
But then Shangguan Hong's expression changed. He moved