The enormous thunder palm was like divine punishment—vast, savage, impossible to withstand.
At this moment, Ye Jingcheng's eyes were filled with bitterness. The teleportation array behind him had already exploded apart.
His only chance of survival now was for Divine Lord Zhengyuan to kill that Mystic Ox Demon Saint, then come save him.
But that was simply impossible.
Peak Nascent Soul cultivators were already extremely hard to kill, let alone a sixth-tier Demon Saint. With that powerful fleshly body, Ye Jingcheng even suspected that if one burned it with Azure Sun Flame, it would still take a year and a half.
To say nothing of cutting it down in an instant.
But bitter as he was, it was impossible for Ye Jingcheng to give up. In his hand, he held a spirit talisman. This talisman was no ordinary talisman, but precisely a sixth-tier Blood-Escape Talisman.
This Blood-Escape Talisman was the second life-saving spirit talisman Divine Lord Zhengyuan had given him.
Naturally, he had to use it now.
Only, before using it, he still had to block this palm. Otherwise, before he could even escape, he might be slapped into a pulp by one palm, and even his Nascent Soul might not be preserved.
He drew in a deep breath and pushed Spirit-Commanding to its limit. For defense, the one he was commanding at this moment was the Jade Qilin Dragon. Because the degree of Spirit-Commanding was extremely great, he now looked like a half-flood dragon, his whole body covered in white scales, long sharp claws appearing on both hands, and even two bulges rising on his forehead.
After Spirit-Commanding, he also activated the Great Origin Golden Body. Most important of all was the spirit treasure, the Holy Spirit Tower, which he pushed to its absolute limit.
Once he had done