Zhang Yu had fought Iqimandan before, and now that he had taken down the divine king and divine queen of the Ipal Gods, he had gained a deep understanding of the divine powers of the Ipal alien gods. Thus, with this single slash of his sword, he defeated and killed Irukuga.
Had it been before, even if he could have defeated him, he could not possibly have made it look so effortless.
As a god, although Irukuga had lost his head, he did not die at once. Yet he had also lost all ability to resist. At that moment, a ray of light drew out from his headless body—it was his divine power abandoning the body and seeking to escape.
This was because he had previously absorbed a trace of the divine powers of the divine king and divine queen, granting him the ability to cast aside his body. So long as he found another vessel to reside in, or obtained enough sacrifices, he could still survive. How much power he could retain, however, was another matter.
Zhang Yu glanced at it and directly tossed out the Spirit Treasure Dragon Pot. A sliver opened in the lid, and a veil of radiant qi descended, immediately capturing that mass of divine light and effortlessly drawing it inside.
He retrieved the jade pot, but did not put it away at once, for there was still one matter left unfinished.
Although most of the divine powers of the Ipal divine king and divine queen had been sealed away by him, the two had not perished as a result. That was because a trace of their divine power was still hidden within the divine void.
Had they been ordinary alien gods, he would not have concerned himself with this. But alien gods who had