Wang Qinghua's withered fingertips slowly touched the white-bone Formation Disc.
A drop of purple-black blood, surging with Demonic Qi, slid from his fingertip and slowly seeped into the white-bone Formation Disc.
Forcing out the last drop of his heart's blood, which he had prepared for tens of thousands of years, Wang Qinghua's already shriveled, hunched body instantly became like a candle flickering in the wind. The life and Divine Soul that had temporarily recovered with the aid of the Myriad Dragon Pill rapidly plummeted.
Peak Spirit Transformation... Early Spirit Transformation...
Peak Nascent Soul...
As his aura fell, and with the Great Dao Lotus Flowers no longer protecting him, Xiang Kuang, bathed in Golden Crow Flame, flapped the wings formed from the Pure Yang Great Dao.
He threw a punch, and heaven and earth surged.
Golden Crow Phantoms soared through the rolling golden flames, like the Vast Sun descending. They burned the Great Dao Lotus Flowers and formed a sky full of Golden Crows that slammed toward Wang Qinghua.
Boom!
Billions of miles of void turned into a roiling sea of fire, which rapidly melted and burned away the Demonic Qi like ice and snow!
"Did he succeed?!"
As the power of that punch swept through the void, the several elders from Domain-Suppressing City and Yue Changqing, who had long since retreated into the boundless reaches of space, couldn't help furrowing their brows as they stared at the sea of fire where Golden Crows cried out and burned the world.
Their Divine Senses had barely drawn near before an unbearably scorching, searing pain struck them. Their faces changed drastically, and they hurriedly severed their Divine Senses' connection and swallowed pills one after another to protect their Divine Souls.
"To defy and slay this Mahayana Old Monster while in the Spirit Transformation