The Immortal Ruins.
Chen Yu held the spirit essence in his hand.
He channeled his true qi.
Aiming at the figure standing with its back to him in the center of the side hall, deep down the corridor ahead, he hurled it with all his strength. Wrapped in true qi, the spirit essence shot forward like a cannonball.
Chen Yu looked tense.
His gaze fixed on the midpoint of the corridor. In all his previous attempts, everything he had thrown had been intercepted by a mysterious force roughly halfway to the figure.
But this time...
The spirit essence wrapped in true qi shot straight past that point!
"This could work!"
Chen Yu's eyes lit up!
The spirit essence continued flying forward without slowing in the slightest.
But Chen Yu could clearly sense it.
The true qi surrounding the spirit essence was rapidly vanishing, as though being devoured, or swiftly canceled out in a struggle against some mysterious force...
Once the true qi dissipated, the energy within the spirit essence also began rapidly dwindling.
Having broken through to the foundation establishment realm, Chen Yu was no longer an ordinary mortal of flesh and blood, but a true cultivator. He could now track the spirit essence's rapid flight, everything appearing as though in slow motion.
He saw it clearly.
Cracks rapidly appeared across the surface of the high-grade spirit essence.
The closer it came to the figure...
The faster the cracks spread. When it was roughly a meter from the figure, blood-red fissures already covered its surface, and the spiritual power within had become extremely feeble.
"Hold on!"
Chen Yu unconsciously clenched his fists.
When the spirit essence was half a meter from the figure, it was visibly splitting apart.
Some fragments dripped onto the ground like bloody pus. The instant they