The Cooked Duck Flies Away Again!
Tantai Tanmie had appeared for only a moment before his entire body swelled to its limit, turning into a ball of flesh—then exploding.
His Primordial Spirit and physical body, midway through their transformation, exploded apart, scattering into countless black motes of light that splashed in all directions like raindrops.
In fact, if one were to rewind time, one would find that this battle had taken place in an exceedingly brief span—like lightning and flint, like a hare rising and a falcon striking. Everything had happened within a few breaths.
Only because the several great experts present perceived time so differently from ordinary people did this fierce battle seem extraordinarily prolonged.
The Sect Leader was the first to be drenched by those black "raindrops." He inwardly cursed, Not good, and immediately sensed those pollution-filled forces seeping into the white-robed young man's body, even beginning to transfer onto this incarnation of his will.
"Damn it! What power is this?! It can actually contaminate an immortal god expert like me?"
One could well imagine the Sect Leader's shock.
He had no idea how Tantai Tanmie had done it. The other man had not even entered the immortal god rank, yet after his Primordial Spirit and flesh exploded, he had somehow generated such powerful Dao-contamination.
Experts at the Dao Entry level possessed strong resistance to all kinds of Dao-contamination.
After Manifestation experts refined a Primordial Spirit, their lifeforms underwent a certain degree of change. The longevity poison from the Source of Heavenly Dao became negligible in its corruption of them.
As for immortal god experts, they were almost immune to Dao-contamination. This was because they had condensed indestructible spiritual natures and forged supreme foundations, their resistance to all manner of pollution brought by Heavenly Dao reaching the utmost