In the space of two or three breaths, Lu Yue, who had been so fierce and threatening moments ago, was reduced to a slightly bewildered True Spirit hovering where he was.
He had not even fully realized that he was "dead."
His Primordial Spirit, his Dao Body, every trace of his existence had been completely erased at the touch of the Purple Poison Feather by a poison of such extremity it surpassed understanding.
Wang Du withdrew his hand and said calmly, "Lu Yue, look at yourself again."
"Hm?"
The illusory shadow of Lu Yue's True Spirit lowered its head on instinct. In the next instant, a boundless sense of emptiness drowned out the last of his consciousness.
Before he could react in any other way, a vast power rose out of the unseen, swept up that True Spirit, and cast it toward the Investiture of the Gods List.
If Tongtian had not placed Lu Yue's name on the Investiture of the Gods List back in Purple Cloud Palace, at this moment, not even his True Spirit would have remained.
Qingxu Moral True Monarch, who had been standing guard to the side without making a move, witnessed this scene with his own eyes. The corner of his eye twitched slightly, and he gave a soft sigh.
"So this is Fellow Daoist's Great Divine Power, Dark Heaven Poisonous Azure. Its reputation is truly deserved.
One who is poisoned dies and disappears without even knowing it, lingering for the mortal dust yet powerless to do anything. It is truly fearsome and lamentable."
Wang Du did not take up that subject. He only said, "Lu Yue has been removed. Fellow Daoist, break the Plague Formation."
"Poor Daoist understands."
Qingxu Moral True Monarch raised the Five Fires Seven Birds Fan in his hand and gave