He shouted his taunts while beginning to gather fist force inside the Golden Bell in advance, ready to kill Xu Taiping with a single punch once his blade strike was broken.
Crack!
Just as Goshu Miu was about to withdraw his spiritual perception and concentrate on gathering fist force, he saw something through the eyes of the twenty-odd Primordial Spirits outside the Golden Bell that made his hair stand on end.
The Divine Manifestation behind Xu Taiping suddenly shrank, then gently pushed him on the back with one palm.
Boom!
In an instant, the waves that had been slowly carrying the Yellow Springs Skiff forward turned into a raging ocean surge, sweeping up the skiff and hurling it toward Goshu Miu.
Bang!
In a single instant, the enormous wave carried the Yellow Springs Skiff through the Primordial Spirits of those twenty Martial Gods and the Golden Bell behind them.
Though both Small Boat and the enormous wave were transparent and formless, Goshu Miu felt as though ten thousand arrows had pierced his heart as they passed through him. His body and soul both seemed to be torn apart in that instant.
"Aah!"
With Goshu Miu's uncontrollable scream, the Golden Bell enclosing him shattered first. Then countless cracks appeared across his Immaculate Realm body in an instant, as though it were porcelain.
Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack, crack...
It was not only Goshu Miu. The Primordial Spirits of the twenty-odd Martial Gods also began making incessant cracking sounds.
Within moments, cracks were spreading relentlessly across the spectral Primordial Spirits of all the Martial Gods, including Zhu Kaishan and Dugu Ye.
"Young friend Taiping, the road of cultivation is long. We shall go on ahead. Take care of yourself!"
Golden Bell Martial God Zhu Kaishan was the first to cup his hands