Black Fox King had absolutely no idea what he was about to face.
The Blue-Black Dao Seal hidden deep within Hua Tieshou's sea of qi did not need his power to activate it fully.
What it needed was a trigger.
But even serving as that trigger was enough to drain an early- or mid-stage Nascent Soul True Lord dry.
The essence blood of the Three Great Brahma Apertures served as the furnace, the Nascent Soul as fuel, essence blood as the offering, and the divine soul as the bridge. It also required a Spirit Transformation expert's true body to personally step within a hundred zhang, using his qi presence to lock onto the final target.
Without even one of these, it could not be activated.
Black Fox King's black-scaled palm drew ever closer, the Yin River tributaries coiling between his five fingers already pressing down above the Formation Platform.
The restrictions and formations around Hua Tieshou shattered downward in turn. His skin split inch by inch, and dense cracks rang out from every bone in his body. Before he had even truly taken the palm strike, all his defenses were already on the brink of collapse.
Yet his mind was calmer than ever.
Over three hundred years of cultivation-Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul Condensation, opening the Three Great Brahma Apertures, commanding hundreds of thousands of Dao Soldiers-he had already seen all those things that had once been beyond his reach.
He had also made countless cultivators who had once stood high above him kneel at his feet, flattering him and begging for mercy.
This life had been splendid enough.
Perhaps his only regret was that he would never have the chance to follow his Master and see that legendary Great Dao of the Spirit Transformation Venerable with his own