But just as An Jing punched Taiyang Zhuzhou flying, he sensed that something was wrong.
The feel was wrong.
Although Taiyang Zhuzhou was a Sun Brilliance Ancestral Spirit formed of light, it should not have been so "light." Especially since an Ancestral Spirit's dharma body was linked to Taixu spacetime—even if it had no weight, An Jing's punch should still have carried the sensation of dragging it out of Taixu and blasting it away.
Yet that sensation had not appeared...
Could it be?!
All these thoughts passed in an instant. An Jing's eyes widened, and sure enough, at the very moment his Rising Dragon Fist struck, Taiyang Zhuzhou, who had been sent soaring into the sky, suddenly accelerated its head like a rocket, completely separating it from its massive body!
And not only that—its headless, serpent-tailed divine bird body twisted in midair. The blue fusion divine flames burning all over it abruptly contracted inward, turning into destructive pure white as it mercilessly coiled toward An Jing, preparing to self-destruct!
"What kind of fighting style is this?!"
Even An Jing was stunned for a moment by such decisive, bizarre, and unimaginably ingenious tactics—he had not never considered this kind of suicidal method, but could Zhuzhou, such an ancient primordial creature, really possess tactical thinking this cutting-edge?
A decapitated rocket, followed by a headless body self-destructing? What kind of Ancestral Spirit was this?!
But there was no time for shock or lament, because the true killing move only truly began the instant the self-destruction was triggered!
As An Jing's sword cut through Taiyang Zhuzhou's charge, severing the frozen spacetime as well, the Yin and Yang millstone created by Mo Kongche and Cang Anqi—one above and one below, one in heaven and one on earth—came crashing together at this moment!
From the heavens