Yellow Centipede True Person could no longer endure it.
"Get lost!!!"
With a furious roar.
A blinding burst of yellow light suddenly erupted from within his Primordial Spirit, which had already been battered somewhat loose.
Yellow mist billowed, and a foul stench assailed the nose.
Boom—
Borrowing the force of the recoil, Yellow Centipede True Person shot backward at high speed, finally breaking free from that hand.
He hovered in the distance. His once-solid centipede body was now pitted with craters, dim and dull.
Having cultivated to the Tower-Climbing Realm, who did not have a life-or-death trump card hidden up their sleeve?!
But...
How could such a technique possibly come without a price?!
He had never imagined that today, in this Great Tang, before these ordinary mortals he regarded as ants...
He would be forced to use such a method?!
This hatred.
Even if he poured out the waters of three rivers and five lakes, it would still be impossible to wash it clean!
Yet despite his towering rage, he did not lose his reason.
In fact.
Stimulated by the excruciating pain, he became even clearer-headed than before.
This Tower-Climbing Martial Immortal before him might lack methods and know none of those profound mystical arts... but the condensation of her Primordial Spirit was simply inconceivable.
If they continued clashing head-on like this.
Then perhaps...
At that thought.
Yellow Centipede True Person shouted sharply, "Why aren't you making a move?! After cultivating the Dao for so many years, have you only learned to stand there like fools?!"
However.
The other four True Persons, who had been so imposing moments ago.
Upon hearing Yellow Centipede True Person's words, not only did not advance, but swiftly retreated instead.
Red Toad vanished into the crimson clouds, Green Snake coiled high in the sky, Black