Tong Xu could no longer unleash any powerful divine abilities. All he could do was watch helplessly as countless spear-shadows closed in around him, layer upon layer. Even after throwing everything he had into escaping, he still couldn't break free of the cage before him. This mysterious dragon had truly resolved to kill him. Tong Xu couldn't help regretting it. If only he hadn't listened to Miao Qianmu's instigation. He'd thought he was merely doing someone a small favor, but instead he'd brought death upon himself. He hadn't thought much of Lu Xiaotian, even though he'd been somewhat reluctant to deal with him. After all, Lu Xiaotian was alone, while Tong Xu commanded an immortal army. By any measure, the two sides were wildly unequal. Yet somehow, Lu Xiaotian had gotten the upper hand, and now Tong Xu was about to die at his hands. Even in death, he wouldn't be able to rest in peace.
With that resentment still burning in him, several spear-shadows pierced Tong Xu's body. Yet not a drop of blood spilled from his short, stocky frame. Instead, it was filled with vast amounts of lightning, swelling until his entire body bulged.
With a thunderous boom, Tong Xu's body exploded into ash and vanished completely into the void. He seemed well and truly dead. But amid the purplish-gray dust, a faint wisp of starlight still lingered. Someone who had cultivated to Tong Xu's level naturally had ways to preserve his life. Knowing he probably couldn't escape this calamity, Tong Xu had abandoned his flesh and attached his Primordial Spirit to the Starshadow Sand he'd gone to great lengths to collect. He'd originally intended to use the sand to cultivate a new divine ability. He just hadn't expected to use it for the first time under these