Within the entire ruined Lingxiao Treasure Hall, violent currents still raged.
The Heaven-Opening edge unleashed by the azure sword lotus had carved a trench stretching ten thousand miles across the white jade ruins, and it lingered without dispersing.
Zhunti had been pinned firmly to the ground by that vast power of the Great Dao. All twenty-four heads of his Dharma manifestation had been shattered, and Saint blood flowed endlessly across the white jade floor tiles.
In the distance, Jieyin crawled out from the rubble. A massive bloody hole had been torn open in his chest by Sword Qi, and his Primordial Chaos mana was rapidly dissipating.
He looked up at Qin Mu's divine sense incarnation standing in the void with his hands behind his back, and his heart instantly sank to the bottom.
A mere strand of divine sense possessed such terrifying might.
If Qin Mu's True Body were to descend, then the two Junior Brothers would truly have no hope of leaving the Western Heavenly Court alive today.
"Junior Brother, retreat at once!"
Ignoring his injuries, Jieyin tore his throat raw as he shouted, his voice full of panic and terror.
He knew better than anyone that Qin Mu could not possibly remain in Zixiao Palace for long.
Once Qin Mu's True Body followed the connection of his divine sense and tore through space to reach the Western Heavenly Court, not only would the two of them gain no Fortune whatsoever, they would likely perish here together once more.
Upon hearing Jieyin's fierce shout, Zhunti's entire body shuddered violently.
Enduring the agonizing pain of shattered bones throughout his body, he braced his hands against the ground and desperately tried to rise.
Leave! Leave now!
Zhunti screamed madly in his heart, his teeth grinding together.
He truly did not want