The darkness in his eyes swept past in an instant, then they returned to normal.
Having suffered a crushing failure last time, the Demonic Soul that had escaped from the body of an elder of the Immortal-Attracting Main Palace had grown considerably wiser.
As long as he escaped this world, he would become a completely new self.
"However, these cultivators' life force is somewhat incomplete."
Having successfully taken over a body, the Demonic Soul didn't think much of it. He hurriedly used the same means as the others to resist the spatial storm.
Over several days, the corridor's vaulted ceiling continued to collapse, and the entire side hall was still more than half swallowed by the void.
Amid the chaos, a Sword Light streaked back and forth like a shooting star.
In the spatial storm, the Eagle Demon they had seen earlier flapped its wings in terror, trying to evade the oncoming storm.
A Small World Fragment blocked its path, and the Eagle Demon's form faltered. Amid a series of miserable howls, the spatial storm ground it to powder, and it vanished without a trace.
As the entrance drew ever closer, the Spirit Treasure Ship, its single leaf glowing with green light, safely threaded its way through the gaps between the storm and the fragments.
At the same time, several figures protected by dazzling Runes appeared one after another.
With a low rumble, a Spirit Treasure Ship made of beast bones and brimming with wild savagery smashed through the Small World Fragment ahead and followed close behind the Sword Light.
"This Small Faction is rather interesting."
On the Spirit Treasure Ship, Xu Leyang calmly let the spatial currents wash over him, glancing sideways at the Sword Light racing past.
After all, those still surviving were the Great Factions from various