The Divine Thought Emerges, the Valley of the Gods Falls

Great Saint Yinling was dead. The Golden King, who had been watching the battle from hiding nearby, felt his heart skip a beat and quietly put more distance between himself and the battlefield.

"The Slaying Immortal Gourd! So that's why it's called 'Slaying Immortal'?"

That streak of immortal light had vanished, but it still echoed in their minds. Great Saint Yinling's fate chilled everyone to the bone. Slaying immortals was no empty boast.

Even before the Slaying Immortal Gourd had been restored, a Great Saint could not withstand a single strike from it. Though it could only injure the body then, that was terrifying enough.

Now that its Weapon Soul had been restored, it could gravely injure a Primordial Spirit as well. It had regained a measure of its former might. If Jiang Yun could refine it into an Immortal Artifact someday, slaying immortals might truly be possible.

"You may not need to borrow an Ancient Emperor Weapon after all!"

At Divine Silkworm Ridge, its Great Saint was still hesitating over whether to lend Great Saint Gan Lun an Ancient Emperor Weapon. The two houses had some ties, but that dazzling flash had changed everything.

Divine Silkworm Ridge and the Valley of the Gods were both in the Northern Region, and Great Saint Gan Lun had sensed what happened. He nearly lost his footing and collapsed. Even at worst, a battle between Great Saints should have lasted a day or two.

Yet one Great Saint had died after only a short fight. Even when a Quasi-Emperor struck back then, it had not happened this fast!

"Second brother, hurry... hurry and ask that one to act!"

Under the Human Demon's White Bone Staff, Great Saint Gan Xuan was in a miserable state. His body repeatedly broke apart and re-formed, losing vast