All Unleash Great Arts to Fight for Spiritual Treasures, Part One

The spear held in Jieyin's palm suddenly jolted violently. Strands of inexplicable aura spread from it, and Jieyin's expression changed at once. His great hand actually failed to hold it steady! With a sharp whoosh, the spear turned into an afterimage and violently broke free from his grasp!

Jieyin failed to react to that instant change. He could only watch helplessly as the spear shot into the sky, beating his chest and stamping his feet in anguish. Even his innate spiritual treasure had been destroyed, and the corpse he had severed had dissipated along with it. If he did not quickly find an innate spiritual treasure to condense another corpse, his cultivation would likely fall straight back to the Daluo Golden Immortal realm!

After suffering such losses without obtaining the supreme treasure, the grief and fury in his heart could well be imagined!

Jieyin cast a venomous glance at the eleven people chasing the spear through the void, then stamped his foot. He knew there was no hope for him in this struggle over the spiritual treasure. Those competing for it were either in pairs or groups of three. On his side, there were only himself and Zhun Ti. The two of them might originally have had a sliver of hope by joining forces, but now that he had lost more than half his strength, staying would only make them a laughingstock. They might as well leave.

Jieyin was also a man of great resolve, able to take things up and put them down. Having thought it through, he sighed, turned, and flew away, sending a voice transmission to Zhun Ti. "Junior Brother, let us return."

"Senior Brother!" Zhun Ti's eyes widened at those words. Looking at Jieyin's desolate figure, he opened his mouth as if to say something, but