The golden little sword plunged into the golden lightning, and Li Jianchi's aura vanished completely.
Several Heavenly Sword Sect elders who had been sitting cross-legged all rose to their feet, gazing with moist eyes at the golden clouds dispersing high above. They all knew that Li Jianchi had utterly perished; neither his divine soul nor Nascent Soul remained.
As for Li Jianchi's words about definitely reclaiming the debt in his next life, they could only remain empty words.
After the golden lightning faded, the Heavenly Sword Sect elders saw the Yang Family Ancestor's battered body and chaotic aura, and their breathing immediately quickened.
"Damn it..." The moment the Yang Family Ancestor spoke, blood streamed from the corner of his mouth.
Li Jianchi's life-risking strike had been truly terrifying!
Only now did the Yang Family Ancestor understand why Li Jianchi's desperate strike had triggered heavenly tribulation. That sword strike could be called earth-shattering and ghost-weeping without exaggeration. Had his Nascent Soul not already devoured a portion of the tribulation lightning, Li Jianchi's desperate sword would have been enough to kill his Nascent Soul.
Even so, the Yang Family Ancestor's Nascent Soul had still been pierced by the golden little sword. Had he not promptly used a secret art, he would likely have gone to accompany Li Jianchi. With his Nascent Soul damaged, the Yang Family Ancestor could no longer wield the strength of the Body Integration Realm.
"Ancestor!"
"Ancestor, how are you?"
"Ancestor, your injuries... Why not go back and recover? We'll clear out the Heavenly Sword Sect for you." The Yang family members immediately noticed the Yang Family Ancestor's injuries, and several concerned people flew toward him.
At this moment, no one noticed the blood-baleful aura spreading across thousands of zhang. After the dense blood-baleful aura dispersed, an intangible killing