Once he realized what the beast in front of him was planning, Luo Yi seized the chance to break free, then shot backward at full speed.
Though he had successfully condensed a trace of indestructible matter in both his soul and his flesh, and might not even die if someone punched his head clean off, he still had no desire to be torn apart alive by a demon.
Whether it hurt was beside the point. If his body was destroyed and the system Panel vanished with it, that would be a terrible loss.
Besides, after all these years, he had grown somewhat attached to this body. Unless something went wrong, he still didn't want to destroy it so easily.
He had managed to break free, but the other's earlier grab had shattered every bone in his right shoulder.
"Haah, haah, haah!"
After a few ragged breaths and a struggle to forget the pain, he quickly pulled all sorts of healing Treasure Pills he had gathered over the years from his Storage Artifact and stuffed them into his mouth.
With the Devouring Heaven Dao Infant bolstering him, it didn't matter if the properties of the healing Treasure Pills clashed.
Even the dark demonic aura that had covered his arm after he used that pitch-black Great Halberd—triggering the hidden safeguard Yōumíng Dragon Ancestor had left on it, meant to turn him into a demon—was completely absorbed and digested by him.
It had even become fuel for the Swallowing Heavens Evolution Divine Art, pushing its cultivation progress forward by quite a bit.
As the various Treasure Pills settled in his stomach, his somewhat flagging aura recovered considerably in an instant.
Compared with all these complicated measures, the gray-robed man was clearly much more at ease.
With a casual slap, he sent the Golden