In the End, It Was Still Mine-the Mantis Stalks the Cicada, Unaware of the Oriole Behind
Both feet leave the ground, flying backwards into the air!
In the void, a distance of over a thousand feet was forcibly drawn!
The shield he's holding!
Under that punch, a deep indentation began to form in the middle.
A huge crater quickly formed!
The fist-print patterns left on it are clearly visible!
As the spirit within trembled, it let out a shrill wail!
"Snap!!!"
A sudden cracking sound rang out!
From that huge fist-shaped crater, cracks rapidly spread out.
It continues to spread outwards.
Densely packed!
The entire surface of the shield was covered, resembling a giant spider web.
A gust of wind swept in from the aftershocks!
This caused the large shield to tremble violently, as if it could not withstand the force.
"Whoosh!"
The entire shield exploded with a deafening roar, shattering into pieces in an instant!
All that was left in the True Lord's hand was a single handle!
"Ah!!!"
"My precious shield!"
The True Lord stared at the scene before him, then his expression changed drastically.
He opened his mouth and let out a pitiful scream!
The next moment!
"Puff!!!"
Natal Treasure shattered, his Primordial Spirit was also damaged, and he suffered a backlash!
It was like being struck by lightning!
He opened his mouth again, and blood gushed out!
His aura as a True Lord visibly weakened.
Even his cultivation Realm/Boundary is becoming unstable and is gradually declining.
Sure enough, trying it resulted in death!
Absolutely true!
"You..."
How could you possibly still have the energy left!
"No, that's not right! How could you possibly have so much magic power!"
"That's impossible!"
"It's all fake, it's all fake!"
"You're definitely not just some kind of cultivator at the Momentum Formation Realm, right? You're a Great True Lord, you're a Venerable One!"
You're lying to me!
The short, dwarf -True Lord's eyes were wide open in anger, bloodshot, and his expression was one of disbelief.
He even raised his bloodied, nearly split hand!
Use the remaining handle of the shield!
He pointed tremblingly at Jiang Yi.
He looked like he was questioning the meaning of life!
Looking at that disheveled, seemingly insane appearance, his Dao Heart was clearly shattered.
At this point, Jiang Yi had already lost interest!
It's become rather dull!
Why would I lie to you?
He raised his eyes, looked around indifferently, and with a sway of his body, strolled through the void.
Get closer to him gradually!
"Impossible, you must be lying..."
Jiang Yi interrupted him abruptly.
"You talk too much nonsense..."
"Time to hit the road!"
Upon hearing this, the True Lord trembled, his eyes filled with terror!
It felt like facing an immense life-or-death crisis!
A chill ran straight to the top of my head, my scalp tingled, and my Primordial Spirit trembled.
His mind seemed to clear instantly.
"No!"
"I am a True Lord, I still have hundreds of years of lifespan left, I cannot die, I do not want to die!"
"I will become a Venerable One, I will become Celestial Person!"
"I want to live!"
He turned and fled, scurrying away like a rat.
But it was too late!
Jiang Yi raised his large hand and unleashed the Golden Crow Treasure Technique, resembling a golden crow soaring into the sky.
Piercing through space, arriving in an instant!
A sharp claw, wreathed in scorching flames!
A single strike rips through the void!
The short, True Lord was also enveloped within it!
"Pfft!!!"
With a muffled thud, the body was torn to pieces, and Blood Rain rained down.
Accompanied by severed limbs and debris, it plummeted towards the ground below.
That's not all!
A yellowish-brown Primordial Spirit flew out from the fragments and broke through the air.
It transformed into a rainbow of light!
It fled into the distance!
Having learned from past mistakes, Jiang Yi naturally wouldn't overlook it.
His figure arrived instantly, and his large hand reached out!
Before it could escape, it grabbed the earthen-yellow Primordial Spirit in its hand.
That was the Primordial Spirit of the short-statured True Lord!
Compared to the Primordial Spirit of the Wu clan ancestor, it is even more solid.
They collided back and forth in his palm!
Trying to escape from his grasp!
After finding nothing, the Primordial Spirit sent out bursts of Divine Sense!
"Spare me! Spare me!"
"I do not wish to die!"
"I possess cultivation manuals and several precious techniques, if only you would spare me!"
"I... I can send them all to you!"
"Oh right, there are also my stored cultivation resources, and some from the Wu clan!"
Almost all of them are in my Cosmic Bag."
"You can take them all!"
"I'll give up everything, just let me go!"
"I could even submit to you and serve you like a slave..."
With a thought, Jiang Yi's palm...
As the Golden Crow runes evolved, wisps of blazing, destructive flames rose up.
Listen to the Divine Sense transmitted by that Primordial Spirit!
His expression remained calm and unmoved.
It just felt strangely familiar!
After a moment's thought!
"That old patriarch of the Wu clan seemed to have said the same thing!"
The Golden Crow True Fire is Ignited!
He enveloped the Primordial Spirit within, repeating the same method as before!
"No! No, no..."
"Ah, I'm not reconciled!"
Amidst a series of screams, the earthen-yellow Primordial Spirit vanished.
Soul scattered, body dies, and the Dao vanishes!
[Slayed an enemy at the second stage of the Creation Realm, plundering 2543 years of their lifespan.]
When the message arrived!
Jiang Yi is now certain!
This True Lord is completely dead, utterly and utterly dead.
His figure landed below, and with a flick of his sleeve!
It dispersed the billowing smoke and dust, as well as the pervasive blood mist!
At the same time, the Primordial Spirit Power swept away!
He reached out and beckoned from afar!
Within that shattered body!
A Cosmic Bag, embroidered with gold patterns and completely free of blood, flew out.
It fell into his hands!
That's incredibly stupid!
Even if it kills you!
In the end, won't this Cosmic Bag still be mine?
Immediately afterwards, he forcibly erased the mark left on it with his Primordial Spirit!
I spared a sliver of my consciousness to enter into it!
As expected of the True Lord's Cosmic Bag!
Compared to before!
It must be much larger, probably around seventy or eighty square meters.
It's mostly filled with cultivation resources!
Such as medicinal herbs that are four or five hundred years old, possessing powerful medicinal properties.
A few scattered plants!
It even radiates a hazy, precious light, suggesting it's Treasure Medicine that's over a thousand years old.
Needless to say!
The so-called Spirit Crystal and gems were piled up into a small mountain.
Among them were also a pile of weapon-refining materials!
Several bookshelves!
There were some books on it, containing records of Jade Slip and such!
Look at this!
Could this be a rogue cultivator at the True Lord Realm/Boundary?
It seems this was mentioned before!
Some of them are from the Wu ethnic group!
Just some?
That means it's not all of it!
There must have been other Creation True Monarch involved!
As for who made the move?
Jiang Yi vaguely had the answer!
His gaze shifted, looking towards the distant void.
A saying from a past life--
The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!
The cicada is that True Lord, handsome mantis, and the so-called oriole...
It doesn't seem to have appeared yet!
They probably suddenly realized that this mantis was far too strong, beyond their comprehension!
They're not to be trifled with!