His physical body was shattered, and Kunpeng's massive Sacred Body fell from the Spiritual Light.
Everyone clearly saw a terrifying bloody hole running from Kunpeng's tail to his head.
If Qingfeng had not deliberately avoided Old Ancestor Kunpeng's head and primordial spirit, Old Ancestor Kunpeng's primordial spirit would likely have been split apart by the Glazed Spiritual Sword by now.
The powerful sword intent wantonly wreaked havoc inside Kunpeng's body, causing Old Ancestor Kunpeng considerable pain.
Qingfeng halted his sword escape and hovered above Old Ancestor Kunpeng's head, questioning him.
"Daoist Friend Kunpeng, do you still wish to fight?"
As soon as his voice fell, Old Ancestor Kunpeng below released Spiritual Light and transformed back into human Dao Body form.
A terrifying bloody hole appeared in Old Ancestor Kunpeng's abdomen, and pale golden Sacred Blood flowed uncontrollably.
"You win!"
Old Ancestor Kunpeng admitted defeat helplessly.
Unable to suppress Qingfeng in speed, Old Ancestor Kunpeng had little chance of winning against Qingfeng, who could erupt with Hunyuan power.
It was just a pity. This had been the closest he had ever come to becoming a Primordial Chaos Saint, but fate had not favored him. Heaven's will was not on his side.
Qingfeng had won, and Kunpeng had lost!
The immortals and gods outside were both pleasantly surprised and unsurprised by this result.
They had seen the power of Qingfeng's first sword clearly. No Quasi-Sage could withstand it.
Qingfeng and Old Ancestor Kunpeng walked out of the arena space together.
Old Ancestor Kunpeng tactfully walked down on his own.
Qingfeng looked toward Kong Xuan and extended an invitation.
"Imperial Lord, please!"
"You and I are both Imperial Lords of the Heavenly Court. There's no need for these mortal formalities!"
Kong Xuan said with a smile before stepping into the arena space.
Qingfeng