"What? Xu Santong, you... you bastard, have you gone mad? You actually burned your Nascent Soul essence and merged yourself with the blade? After this move, can you... still survive?"
Zhao Mingyuan cried out repeatedly.
Feeling the immense pressure bearing down on them, the four men's expressions changed abruptly.
For Nascent Soul Stage cultivators, the Nascent Soul and Nascent Soul essence were the very essence of a lifetime's cultivation. Even if their bodies perished, as long as the Nascent Soul escaped, they could continue cultivating in Nascent Soul form. Upon reaching the peak, they could rely on rare Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures to reshape their physical body.
Or they could make use of special objects to enter the cycle of reincarnation anew with the memories of this life intact.
Either path was better than the heaven-defying method of possession. It was more in harmony with Heaven's will and did not damage one's state of mind in the slightest.
But Xu Santong's actions now were no different from severing his final thread of life. Once his Nascent Soul essence completely scattered and his Nascent Soul ceased to exist, his life force would inevitably vanish as well.
"Survive? Having come this far, this old man... had long since prepared himself to die."
"If the four of you can accompany me on this journey to the Yellow Springs, then this life will not have been lived in vain."
A wild smile appeared on Xu Santong's face. After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes.
As the Nascent Soul essence throughout his body burned away, the Nascent Soul in his dantian was already on the verge of collapse.
His powerful attack also surged to its peak.
"Damn it!!!"
The four men's eyes bulged with fury. They had no time to say another word, each