"He actually died?"
Even after waking and returning to reality, everyone still thought they were dreaming as they watched the demonic shadow dissolve.
"How could he be even more fragile than an ordinary dream spirit, vanishing like smoke after being killed just once?"
"A masterful Dream Path Divine Ability can indeed turn illusion into reality and kill within dreams, but the remnant soul of a mighty Medieval Great Power... was destroyed just like that?"
Li Ling said calmly, "Even a great power dies when killed. There's nothing strange about that. If he truly were immortal and indestructible, he wouldn't have been reduced to a wandering ghost!"
This demonic shadow had clung to the corpse, dragging out his wretched existence for far too long.
That was both his greatest strength and his greatest weakness. The key lay in how one dealt with him.
The reasoning was sound, but everyone still felt there were other secrets hidden within it, and their awe of Li Ling only deepened.
People always revered the strong. A Medieval Great Power was among the strongest in the cultivation world. Since Li Ling had killed one, then regardless of his methods, he was stronger still.
"Wait, Fellow Daoist Gong!"
Someone came to his senses and looked around, suddenly spotting Gong Chi lying on the ground nearby. He jumped in alarm.
"Fellow Daoist Gong, are... are you all right?"
"Save... save me..." Gong Chi said weakly.
The vines had pierced a huge hole through his body. Claiming he was fine would have been telling a barefaced lie.
But he felt he could still be saved and stubbornly clung to life.
Hearing him, everyone was genuinely happy for him.
Fellow Daoist Gong really did have a tenacious hold on life. The fellow daoists who had followed them earlier had not