"Urgh... Aaah!"
Venerable Lianwu's screams echoed through the air for a long time.
Even reduced to a mere skin, he still retained his Primordial Spirit and consciousness. Such formidable vitality belonged only to mighty cultivators.
Yet at this moment, that formidable vitality offered him no hope of salvation. It was merely the beginning of his torment.
He struggled, laboriously using currents of True Essence to prop his body up like a raft, his mouth emitting miserable howls that no longer sounded human.
But no one paid him any attention, for the several Spirit Transformation cultivators were all searching for Li Ling's true body.
Their expressions were grave and utterly solemn as they vigilantly watched for the slightest disturbance anywhere in the surrounding void, hoping to uncover a clue.
But they still found nothing.
"Lian Wu is finished. All that immortal origin he painstakingly accumulated only refined a skin. With his flesh corroded away and his bones extracted, it's utterly useless!"
"But Li Ling hasn't revealed his true body from beginning to end. Is that Xiyi Dharma Body really impossible to counter?"
"Don't waste your effort. The Dharma Body realm is known as the body of leaklessness. There really are no flaws to find.
Rather than hoping to find a weakness to exploit, we'd be better off figuring out how to avoid following in Lian Wu's footsteps!"
The red-haired ghost deity and the Thousand-Armed Asura exchanged words rapidly, an involuntary chill rising deep within them.
This offered a glimpse of the Dharma Body realm's might.
No matter how skilled an ordinary cultivator was in combat, tiny flaws always appeared when they wielded their Dharma Power and circulated their laws.
Mortals could never perceive these, but cultivators of the same rank could always find traces.
All the wondrous Divine Abilities and combat