A brilliant silver light suddenly erupted from Elder Jile.
His formidable Primordial Spirit power actually broke through the restraints of Venerable Tyrant Blade's phantom, and the Silver Whip he had summoned swiftly coiled around it!
Elder Jile was fighting for his life against terrible odds.
Had his Primordial Spirit power not rivaled that of a Half-Step Heavenly Venerable, he would surely have died here.
"What the hell is that thing? Where's Venerable Tyrant Blade's Inheritance?"
Seeing Elder Jile actually break free, everyone else widened their eyes in astonishment.
They had witnessed the phantom's strength firsthand. They had been utterly powerless to resist it!
"Fuck, what are you standing around for? Run!"
Someone suddenly shouted. The powerful cultivators who had still been hesitating no longer cared whether they could fly; without another thought, they leaped straight off the Floating Immortal Island!
In the blink of an eye, only the two men from the Joyous Union Sect and the phantom remained in the valley.
Venerable Tyrant Blade's phantom grinned.
"A Half-Step Heavenly Venerable's Primordial Spirit. What a nourishing feast!"
"To think I actually managed to lure in such suitable nourishment."
At those words, even Elder Jile could not help shivering. He actually felt the threat of death.
Even when Tongtian had overwhelmed him in combat, he had never felt anything like this. The phantom before him was no human!
Yet this was not enough to easily frighten off an expert of Elder Jile's caliber.
"Hmph, how dare a mere consciousness fragment act so arrogantly?"
"Now that you've encountered me, hand over the Inheritance obediently!"
The whip in Elder Jile's hand abruptly tightened. The silver Primordial Spirit power coating it shredded the phantom in an instant!
Before long, however, a phantom even stronger than the last condensed again from the blade-shaped Spirit Treasures