But after all, they were the Primordial Spirit and Nascent Soul of a cultivator at the perfected Spirit Severing stage.
Destroying them outright would inevitably be somewhat wasteful.
Letting the Cloud Dragon devour them was instead the best choice.
The Divine Emperor Sacred Art he cultivated, along with its accompanying spell, the Nine Dragon Subduing Styles, was founded on Emperor Qi, and its power was even more closely tied to Dragon Qi.
The stronger the Cloud Dragon's cultivation and strength became, the greater the boost it could provide when he unleashed techniques and cast spells.
If the other party's Nascent Soul contained anything strange, it would happen to the Cloud Dragon instead.
As for himself, he had plenty of methods and means to deal with it from the side.
But Su Shi'er had no intention of telling the Cloud Dragon any of this.
Before the many cultivators watching from afar could make another move—
Seeing the Cloud Dragon utterly destroy Daoist Lu Feng's Nascent Soul,
Su Shi'er lightly swept his Fly Whisk, only then dispersing the sword technique spell he had been maintaining all this while.
The next moment.
Three streaks of sword light burst out from within the Cloud Dragon's body.
The Cloud Dragon, whose aura had originally been vast and boundless, as though it possessed unparalleled strength, immediately fell back to its original cultivation level.
Even the golden radiance shrouding its body under the blessing of Emperor Qi swiftly faded, returning the Cloud Dragon to its original appearance.
The thousand-zhang-long Cloud Dragon hung high in the heavens, still a colossal behemoth.
A true dragon was still overwhelmingly intimidating to any demonic beast or cultivator.
But without the sword technique spell and Emperor Qi empowering it, it was clearly no longer as imposing and awe-inspiring as before.
Fortunately, feeling