The Three Sects Crumble

To stop the Golden Armored Corpse from escaping, Wang Daoyuan had clashed head-on with it using the Kirin Seal, placing enormous strain on his physical body.

After so many head-on clashes, his injuries were no light matter either.

He had relied entirely on one breath of resolve to hold himself up while slaying the Golden Armored Corpse.

Once he succeeded, that breath dispersed, and he had nearly been unable to stay airborne.

Since forming his core, he had never fought to such a desperate extent.

At this moment, the Azure Dragon Pearl within his body released life force, healing his injuries.

The pills he had taken earlier were also slowly taking effect.

After returning to Returning Origin Mountain, Zhao Jingguo took out several jars of spirit wine and distributed them among the group.

He specifically handed Wang Daoyuan a jar of millennium-aged wine. "I never imagined Your Highness's Lesser Divine Ability would be so formidable, capable of slaying a Golden Armored Corpse.

The one that forced two members of our lineage to self-detonate their Golden Cores in the Nine Nether Profound Crystal Mine was most likely this Golden Armored Corpse.

Thank you, Your Highness, for avenging those two members of the Zhao family. I offer you a jar of wine."

Wang Daoyuan accepted the wine jar and drank with everyone.

After they finished drinking, Zhao Jingguo asked, "What does Your Highness plan to do next?"

"Continue wearing them down. The other Golden Cores of the Three Sects are either guarding their mountain gates or being held back by His Majesty. They can no longer spare any manpower.

Zhong Zhenyang has intentions of surrendering. He has not gone all out these past few times, and when Luo Jiuyou was in danger, he pretended not to see it.

As long as Luo