Spirit Transformation First

"Gathered, they are a blaze; scattered, they are stars across the sky..."

As Gao Xian watched the starlight flowing through the heavens, that line somehow came to mind.

Ninth Lady Jiao had just burned her Primordial Spirit into a blaze, and now she had become stars filling the sky. Come to think of it, the words truly fit perfectly!

The Breaking Army Divine Talisman truly was useful. Not only was it peerlessly sharp, but driven by the Wuji Yin-Yang Sword intent, it was fifty percent faster than the Mystic Yellow Divine Light.

Of course, the two did not consume mana on remotely the same level. He could fly with the Mystic Yellow Divine Light for an entire day without issue, but could sustain the Breaking Army Divine Talisman for no more than ten breaths.

This was a sixth-rank divine talisman. The greater the power he unleashed, the more terrifying its consumption of divine consciousness and mana became. It was only because he possessed twin Primordial Spirits, formidable divine consciousness, and had refined this divine talisman to the perfected master realm, reducing its consumption to the lowest possible level, that he could wield it.

To kill Ninth Lady Jiao, Gao Xian could not be bothered with such concerns.

Fortunately, outsiders could only watch the spectacle. They could not tell that he had perfected control over the Breaking Army Divine Talisman.

That single strike which blasted Ninth Lady Jiao to death had looked dazzling, but it had actually used only one-fifth of the Breaking Army Divine Talisman's power.

Gao Xian was in high spirits, and naturally could not resist singing a song to show off. Whether the lines scanned or rhymed did not matter. Right now, all living beings on Dragon Scale Island were cowed by his sword intent—if he farted, they