Primordial spirit, flesh, magic power.
The instant Wither descended, it could weaken its target's overall strength in all three respects.
"Ugh!"
Zhao Wuji let out a muffled grunt.
He felt his magic power become sluggish beyond measure, while even his body grew much "heavier."
This is bad. What kind of bizarre divine ability is this?
How did I even get hit?
Neither his sluggish magic power nor his heavy body could drown out the alarm in his heart. Zhao Wuji was utterly shaken.
He could not even detect how he had fallen victim to it!
A divine ability that invoked a sliver of the power of golden seal script already lay beyond the imagination of cultivators in the lower realms.
Only at the Spirit Transformation realm might someone glimpse a hint of its workings.
Even those in the Nascent Soul Realm, the last of the lower realms, could not come into contact with silver seal script. They would never understand just how exalted the power driving Wither was!
Their response would not be much better than that of a Golden Core Cultivator.
Their higher essence of life merely gave them greater resistance than Golden Core Cultivators.
But if Liu Yu targeted them, they would still struggle to resist effectively and inevitably fall victim to it.
Once, Liu Yu had believed Nascent Soul Cultivators possessed boundless abilities, enjoying eternal life and carefree freedom.
But as his realm rose, and especially as his knowledge grew, he had long since come to a rational understanding.
Nascent Soul Cultivators were not as "all-powerful" as he had imagined. They were merely cultivators walking ahead of him.
Liu Yu believed that if he kept going, he would one day reach that same level.
He would stand shoulder to shoulder with them, or even surpass them!
**Clang,