In the blink of an eye, the bright sky shifted from raging thunder to dense purple clouds, a heaven-breaking spear, and a vast scroll.
All manner of visions, each representing a Divine Domain, shifted ceaselessly in the void.
Yet before anyone could strike, the lightning left behind a faint trail of bloody light and vanished completely.
Clearly, the Primordial Thunder Demon Saint knew he was outmatched and had fled. As expected of a lightning cultivator, his lightning-wreathed escape was so swift that even the four Divine Lords together seemed unable to catch up. They all remained where they were rather than giving chase.
Of course, in Ye Jingcheng's view, these Spirit Transformation Divine Lords might simply have known they could not kill him and been unwilling to expend their strength.
Otherwise, with five Divine Lords trying to kill one Demon Saint, surely they could manage it if they paid a small price.
After all, Divine Lords possessed sixth-stage magical treasures and spirit treasures, while most Demon Saints relied on their bodies and innate abilities.
In Ye Jingcheng's eyes, the Primal Thunder Tiger Saint's innate abilities were not particularly outstanding. He was merely more accomplished in speed and his Divine Domain.
In a true fight to the death, as long as an array could trap the Tiger Saint, even three of them might be able to kill him. It was merely a question of whether it was worth doing.
Of course, Ye Jingcheng now owed them an enormous debt of gratitude. If the Purple Sun Divine Lord, Heaven-Breaking Divine Lord, and Vast Righteousness Divine Lord had not arrived, he would truly have faced certain death today.
This also made him resolve inwardly that, no matter what, he had to be even more cautious from now on.
Of the spirit beast blood