At this moment, the elder from the Myriad Heavens Containment Center, who was being relentlessly beaten back, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.
He could not help glancing around.
Within his perception, there was nothing strange.
Then—then he was sent flying, smashing through planet after planet before vomiting a mouthful of vital blood.
The onlookers frantically scrambled to collect that blood, utterly disregarding the danger there.
Return to One!
That was the vital blood of a Return to One powerhouse!
If they did not collect it now, they would never get another chance.
"How could he get distracted in the middle of a fight? This old man's no good."
Watching his opponent's condition, Gu Yuan naturally knew that he had just lost focus.
Who knew what the other man had been thinking.
But Gu Yuan knew exactly what he was thinking.
For now...
He would not die yet. He needed to wait a little longer.
The independent cultivators who had been madly snatching up the vital blood exploded one after another, not even having time to flee.
The one who acted was none other than that amalgamation of emotions.
It was clear that this thing was rather protective of its food.
The Myriad Heavens Containment Center's methods were not much either.
Watching the show from the side, Gu Yuan had nothing better to do. He had already passed on the cultivation technique, and only this one method of obtaining energy remained.
Time passed.
It had to be said that, even while at a disadvantage, that old man still had quite a few tricks.
He seemed to have called for aid at some point, but unfortunately, his opponent gave him no chance. All four of his limbs were reduced to powder.
Half of his head was gone.
"How annoying.