With this sword, Ye Yu had not only used spiritual power, but also infused it with the power of his divine soul.
With Ye Yu's Chaos Nascent Soul, he could fully merge the two powers.
For anyone else, cultivating to the point of merging those two powers was practically impossible.
Watching that sword, Liu Qi's eyes trembled. He knew that if he had to take that strike himself, he would likely suffer grave injuries as well.
His title as the strongest below the Void Refinement Stage was probably going to have to be surrendered.
Moreover, Ye Yu was only at the Spirit Transformation Mid-stage. Once he reached Late Spirit Transformation, would he not be able to contend even with those in the Void Refinement Stage?
As he watched the sword radiance rushing toward him, a flicker of surprise crossed the man's eyes. But it was only surprise. He immediately raised his head and threw a punch.
Boom!
A tremendous explosion rang out, and a terrifying blast of wind swept across the entire area.
When the light faded, the man's figure was revealed. One of his arms had already been severed, yet he seemed utterly unconcerned. Taking a step forward, he intended to continue.
But in the next instant, the Nine Nether Blood Qi had spread throughout his body, and his entire body began to rot away.
"Interesting. Interesting. I will remember you." The man glanced at Ye Yu. A smile appeared on his decayed face before he turned into a pile of dry bones and fell from the sky into the blood spring.
"Young Master, are you all right?" Seeing Ye Yu's pale expression, Liu Qi hurried forward and asked.
Ye Yu shook his head and took a deep breath, his eyes fixed firmly on the Nine Nether Blood Spring.