Everything had come to an end!
In the end,
Zhang Qingyuan was severely injured, while Founding Ancestor fled in terror.
"Hiss, what exactly was that token? It actually contained a wisp of such terrifying Immortal Qi!"
Feeling the aura lingering stubbornly within his body, Zhang Qingyuan drew a sharp breath.
The terror of that wisp of Immortal Qi
was still vivid before his eyes even now.
It had nearly sent him to the Yellow Springs!
At this moment,
less than one-tenth of his full strength remained.
Until the aura of annihilation coiling between his ribs had been worn away, he would be unable to wield his full power.
Fortunately, within the Wuxuan Sect Secret Realm at this point,
the cultivators who had entered the Secret Realm had basically been swept into spatial turbulence along with the destruction of the Secret Realm Space. Those fortunate enough not to have been directly struck had also been too close, their Divine Souls knocked unconscious by the terrifying impact.
As for the three Myriad Transformations Dao Venerables who had luckily survived earlier, they had long since fled without a trace.
The entire world was steeped in deathly silence.
Violent spatial turbulence swept through the area, while many cultivators lay scattered across the shattered earth, all unconscious.
But Zhang Qingyuan had no energy to concern himself with them.
After briefly tidying up the battlefield
and taking the Spatial Rings and other relics left behind by the several Myriad Transformations Dao Venerables he had slain, his figure vanished from the sky above. He traversed the Void Sky and departed the Wuxuan Sect Ruins.
This journey through the Barren Sea could be said to have been the most dangerous experience of Zhang Qingyuan's life!
He had taken the blast of a wisp of Immortal Qi head-on
and