At this sight, the Great Powers of the Creation Sect and the Immortal Alliance, who were still fighting, all stopped, their hearts filled with shock.
"Zong Yiyang has fallen?"
"No, he preserved a sliver of his true spirit at the last moment. There should still be a way for him to regain his consciousness and return to life, but without rest and recuperation, he won't be far from death."
"Li Chen destroyed both his body and his divine soul, and the Dao path he cultivated isn't suited to recovery. I'm afraid it will be very difficult for him to rise again."
Li Chen was a newly ascended Great Power of the Primordial Spirit realm, while Zong Yiyang was a veteran cultivator. The gulf between their accumulated foundations stretched a hundred and eight thousand miles.
By the normal progression of cultivation, Li Chen could not possibly have been a match for Zong Yiyang. Yet what had happened before their eyes told everyone that Zong Yiyang was the one who had lost.
That alone was enough to prove that Li Chen was no ordinary Primordial Spirit cultivator, but a genius who transcended his era, led revolutionary change, and could not be measured by common sense.
Throughout history, such geniuses had stood at the pinnacle of their eras and built legacies that endured for ten thousand generations.
"Go!" At this sight, Hong An and Pei Bairen lost all will to fight. They struggled free of the battle with all their strength, each sacrificing some of his power of life to accelerate his escape.
Li Chen wanted to pursue them, but Shen Longcheng stopped him. "Enough, Fellow Daoist Li. We can't truly kill them right now anyway. We should quit while we're ahead."
Li Chen said, "I'd still like to give it my best