Though the divine tortoise lived long, its days still had an end.
Although Liu Dongqing had ultimately held back and had not used the Dao Fruit divine essence of [Sexagenary Life-Slaying] to annihilate the body-and-soul origin and imperishable true spirit of the Azure Dragon Sacred Body demon—
Still.
The visual impact he had wrought.
The shock he had dealt to the world surpassed even the Azure Dragon demon's death itself.
It was precisely because Liu Dongqing had held back, precisely because he had diminished its prestige sword strike after sword strike, in a measured sequence of repeated slashes.
That the world had witnessed with their own eyes how a Nascent Soul realm being with perhaps the most vigorous vitality in existence had gone from the state of a handsome youth, step by step and in leaps, toward decrepitude and death.
It was only one sword away from true collapse, only one thought away from Liu Dongqing.
And everyone was certain.
Sooner or later, in the near future, they would hear the sound of this fiend's Dao field collapsing, its body, soul, and Dao arts perishing together, somewhere near the mountain gate of the Great Completion Immortal Sect.
For in the previous Dao contests, there had also been many opponents whom Liu Dongqing had captured alive with the Immortal-Sealing Treasure Restriction.
And before long.
Within the borders of their Dao fields, violent auras of collapse and self-destruction would erupt, heralding their deaths.
The Azure Dragon demon had already died the instant it vanished into spiritual radiance. What remained was merely the process of a truly desolate finale, of truly being laid to rest.
The next moment.
As the Dao contest was decided, as the ancient treasure land thoroughly returned to the mortal world and embedded itself within yet another complete feng