Supreme Mystic Spirit Talisman!
Cheng Buzheng frowned, his gaze darkening.
He had never expected that Helian Miaosong, a mere man at the end of his lifespan who only retained the means to protect himself, would possess such a precious spirit talisman.
He could understand it when it had been Helian Chuan'an.
But for Helian Miaosong to have one as well left him rather baffled.
Though he could not quite figure it out, Cheng Buzheng understood that this spirit talisman was very likely the last life-saving trump card in Helian Miaosong's possession.
Otherwise, Helian Chuan'an would not have waited until the brink of life and death to activate the Supreme Mystic Spirit Talisman and preserve his life!
This showed that the Helian Immortal Clan likely possessed only a few Supreme Mystic Spirit Talismans.
Helian Miaosong having one had already exceeded Cheng Buzheng's expectations, so it was absolutely impossible for him to have a second.
At that very moment!
The Ancient Divine Mountain descended directly upon Cheng Buzheng's avatar, carrying a violent suppressive force that shook the void without cease, as though it were boiling water roiling in a pot.
Seeing this, Cheng Buzheng had no intention of retreating. A heaven-shaking sword radiance rose from thin air, brimming with the might of uttermost hardness and purest yang, fierce and peerless, as if it intended to suppress and kill Helian Miaosong in a single stroke.
At the same time!
The protective barrier around Cheng Buzheng erupted with holy radiance. Like an immortal Buddha descending into the world, it was incomparably majestic, beyond the sight of ordinary mortals.
He knew that only by killing one of them first could he complete this mission.
Between Helian Miaosong and Helian Chuan'an, the aged Helian Miaosong, already at death's door, was naturally the softer persimmon and easier