Perhaps it was a hallucination at the moment of death, but in his haze, Jiang Du seemed to see his crumbling body cross mountains and rivers, sinking into a golden cauldron and a resplendent golden banner.
In his consciousness, he had already fled tens of thousands of miles away when his body fell apart. Yet looking again now, he had been on Oxback Mountain all along!
So I died long ago! Jiang Du's consciousness sank into everlasting darkness!
On Oxback Mountain.
Several Grotto-Heaven Realm experts of the Unborn Cult stood frozen where they were. They watched as Jiang Du, who had been incomparably arrogant and declared himself invincible on Oxback Mountain, was killed by Miao Qingfeng with a single finger.
Yet they could not see the slightest trace of Miao Qingfeng making a move. That was what made it truly terrifying!
They did not know what finger technique it was, what mighty power drove it, or what realm of intent it contained. Thus, it left neither trace nor mark!
They only knew that after that finger strike, Jiang Du was dead!
That also meant that if that finger had been aimed at them, then...
They would die too!
Because they could see nothing real, find no trace to follow, and naturally had no way to deal with it!
Even Nine Leaves, the innate Shadow Demon who had been silently chanting a demonic scripture to lead the Flood Dragon Huanzhang into demonic corruption, suddenly paused. For the first time, he looked at Miao Qingfeng with unprecedented gravity. This man's depths cannot be fathomed!
What technique does he cultivate? Cao Ziqi was alarmed!
He was a true disciple of Spirit Void Cave. In terms of knowledge and foundations, no one present could rival him.
Yet even with such origins and reserves, he