"Hahaha—"
When Poison Venerable saw this scene, he burst into laughter.
However, he released his sword and quickly retreated several steps.
Why?
Because he was actually wary!
He was wary that Yi Tian might possess some extraordinary power capable of killing a demigod like him!
So there was nothing wrong with being cautious.
Even if that strike had not taken his life, it had come close enough!
He was only at the tenth level of the God Realm.
Once the domain disappeared, how could he keep fighting in that state?
"Yi Tian, This Venerable admits that you are indeed formidable. You even possess the Law of Strength, Right? No wonder a mere tenth-level God Realm cultivator like you could kill so many Ancient God King Realm experts in succession. But it's useless. My domain suppresses you completely. A God Realm cultivator like you still dreams of slaying a god? Ridiculous!"
Ye Tianyi slowly rose to his feet.
Fresh Blood continued to flow.
He placed his hand on that spiritual weapon.
"Ten..."
"Hm?"
Poison Venerable revealed a surprised expression.
"Nine."
"What does that mean?"
Poison Venerable grew even more confused.
"Eight."
Poison Venerable's eyes narrowed slightly.
"Stop playing tricks!"
His instinctive reaction had been to rush over and deliver a fatal blow to Yi Tian.
But the numbers Ye Tianyi was calling out made Poison Venerable deeply wary.
He feared that it might be some kind of killing move.
He had better not act rashly.
In any case, with Yi Tian's current injuries, he was no different from a dead man.
"One!"
As Ye Tianyi's voice fell, the domain vanished instantly.
Ye Tianyi then leaped backward, widening the distance between them.
Ssh—
With one hand, he pulled the sword out.
Pfft—
He spat out another mouthful of Fresh Blood.
But...
"Creation