Elsewhere, Qing Yi was evenly matched with Tian Wuzi as they raced toward the Heaven Mending Pill. He never expected two enormous hammers to come crashing down on his head.
In terror, Qing Yi summoned an ancient ring treasure and tossed it upward. It expanded into a gleaming black ring several dozen feet across, blocking one of the enormous hammers.
With a boom, the two collided, unleashing a ring of spiritual energy that rippled outward, visible to the naked eye.
Just as Qing Yi was about to use another means of escape, a tremendous force bore down on him, dimming the azure light surrounding his body.
With that single blow, the white light Tian Wuzi commanded immediately tore through Qing Yi's azure light like a blade splitting bamboo, churning it into nothing.
Then the other enormous hammer in the air came crashing down on Qing Yi.
Without a protective barrier to defend it, his fleshly body was instantly smashed into pulp.
Azure light flashed, and a tiny azure figure, barely an inch tall and identical to Qing Yi, appeared. He clutched a small azure brush in his hands. This was Hermit Qingyi's nascent soul.
He had escaped through the crown of his head an instant before his body was reduced to pulp, then teleported to a spot near Man Huzi.
At the same time, the tiny figure cried out in terror:
"Brother Man, save me!"
Man Huzi and Wan Tianming, the two cultivators present with the highest cultivation and greatest strength, had sensed the three Star Palace cultivators the instant they appeared.
But they had never imagined that, without a word, these three would simultaneously launch lethal attacks against the nascent soul cultivators of both the righteous and demonic paths.
At that moment, their own battle was also at a