The Dao Ancestor truly lived up to his title. His strength was formidable beyond measure.
Even now, extracting Zhunti's entire primordial spirit was no easy feat.
If Lu Feng insisted on doing so, he would likely find it impossible.
Lu Feng sensed this as well.
Thus, he settled for the next best thing. With a thought, the power under his control instantly transformed into a longsword.
The longsword slashed down.
Hum!
Sword light flashed.
Even within the Heavenly Dao Space, it was enough to send ripples through space.
Ssh!
A faint sound rang out.
Even though Hongjun did everything he could to stop him,
Lu Feng's sword still struck Zhunti's primordial spirit.
In the end, it severed nearly a third of it.
Then that portion was forcibly dragged out.
It was a nearly transparent mass of primordial spirit.
Even though it was only the severed third,
it still took on Zhunti's appearance.
But at that moment, the primordial spirit's face was filled with terror.
Without a physical body, a primordial spirit was relatively weak.
What was more, he had just suffered a sword strike.
He struggled desperately, but it was still useless.
Lu Feng pulled him out.
Then he tightened his grip.
Bang!
With a muffled boom,
that third of the primordial spirit was crushed outright.
It burst apart in an instant.
Even the remaining two-thirds of his primordial spirit immediately lost consciousness from the pain.
The agony of having his primordial spirit destroyed was even greater than that of forcibly stripping away his realm and falling to the Quasi-Sage realm.
Yet there was nothing he could do about it.
The moment Zhunti's primordial spirit exploded, all of heaven and earth sensed it.
There was an intent to stop it.
But in the end,
under Lu Feng's control, the power