"This..."
He saw that it was the puppet whose animating spirit was Xiahou Che's Spirit Soul that had struck with its broken body at the crucial moment, dealing Luo Ji the final blow.
Gu Chenfeng could not help looking astonished.
But he had no time to dwell on it. Azure light flashed like lightning from his eyes, striking the empty space a hundred zhang away and forcing a Primordial Spirit to reveal itself.
It was Luo Ji's Primordial Spirit, an illusory little figure about a foot tall.
"Where do you think you're going!"
Gu Chenfeng shouted and immediately deployed the Guixu Cauldron, bringing it down from above to capture him.
Unexpectedly, despite his panic, Luo Ji's Primordial Spirit beckoned, summoning the Yama Banner, whose Soul Power had almost entirely dissipated.
He raised his hand and blasted out a streak of icy dark light, knocking the Guixu Cauldron back, then seized the chance to flee.
Seeing this, Gu Chenfeng's gaze flickered, and he immediately deployed the Peachwood Coffin as well.
A Lightning Rune flashed on the surface of its lid.
Clang! The coffin lid opened on its own.
Whoosh...!
A tide of lightning surged forth, engulfing both the Yama Banner and Luo Ji's Primordial Spirit.
"No!"
Luo Ji struggled desperately, but in the end, it was futile. The lightning swept him into the wooden coffin.
The battlefield fell silent, and Gu Chenfeng let out a long breath.
"It's finally over."
This battle had truly been exceptionally perilous. Had this Peachwood Coffin not possessed the wondrous ability to subdue foul, yin-aligned things...
And had that broken puppet not struck at the crucial final moment, the outcome of the battle would still have been uncertain.
But regardless, Gu Chenfeng had successfully killed a Saint Master Realm cultivator.
"After today, this game of chess