Instant Kill

Xiao Yun stared with burning eyes at the Great Emperor's corpse that had fallen in the distance, for because of the battle between Yang Tianqiong and the Seventh Prince, the surrounding peak Great Saints and Quasi-Emperors had all fled.

At this moment, if he rushed over, he would have a chance to obtain that Great Emperor's corpse.

This man was a disciple of the Exposition Sect and must have possessed peerless divine arts; how could Xiao Yun not be covetous?

"It is a pity that this corpse is not far from the battlefield of Yang Tianqiong and the Seventh Prince. Even if I drive the Blood-Colored Lotus Throne with all my might, I cannot reach it."

Xiao Yun merged into space and watched the battlefield ahead from afar.

Yang Tianqiong and the Seventh Prince were fighting intensely. That Yang Tianqiong seemed to be a powerhouse who cultivated his physical body, holding a long spear and sweeping across all directions, appearing extremely formidable.

Logically speaking, in a battle of the same realm, the Primordial World side should be inferior to this world.

However, Yang Tianqiong was able to fight the Seventh Prince to a standstill; he was truly worthy of being a direct descendant of a Saint with pure roots and red seedlings.

Xiao Yun grew increasingly eager to obtain that Great Emperor's corpse.

Alas, his strength did not allow it!

Unless he unleashed the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon body from the Spirit Cage, it would be difficult to snatch the corpse under the crossfire of two Great Emperors.

"Should I pull off something big?"

Light flickered in Xiao Yun's eyes as he stared fixedly at Yang Tianqiong, who was fighting the Seventh Prince. He was considering whether he could join forces with the Seventh Prince to slay this Yang Tianqiong if