By rights, although neither Qingtian nor Chen Shichong had reached Perfection, both could exchange several rounds with a Perfection Supreme. Yet now, even joining forces, they had failed to gain the slightest advantage over Immortal Slave Jin Yi.
"You are his friend. If you know what is good for you and leave now, this immortal can spare your life. As for the Heavenly Devil Race, however, there is truly no need for it to continue existing."
"You're courting death!"
Qingtian was fiery-tempered to begin with, and was all the more unwilling to hear anyone mention the Heavenly Devil Race's tragic destruction. Without letting Immortal Slave Jin Yi finish, he opened his Vertical Eye. Two stars, like two planets, slammed straight into the old Golden Immortal's chest, blasting him backward three thousand feet with thunderous impacts. Only then did he and Chen Shichong sway into motion, regaining their freedom to move.
"I'll send Mu Bai a voice transmission."
"No need. I'll slay him myself!"
Rejecting Chen Shichong's help, Qingtian hurried after him. He reached behind his back and drew out a Spinal Bone Sword, swinging it after Immortal Slave Jin Yi's tumbling figure.
As he tumbled backward, Immortal Slave Jin Yi calmly stabilized his injuries. With a wave, he drew upon the Origin Realm's metal-attribute vital qi, forming a golden chain that coiled around the Spinal Bone Sword Qingtian had swung. Then, with a sweep of his great hand, he flung Qingtian bodily away, smashing a bare hill to pieces.
"A Two-Star Heavenly Demon. You have some ability, but before this immortal, you are still far too weak!"
As he mocked him, Immortal Slave Jin Yi raised an enormous Golden Seal and abruptly smashed it down at Qingtian. Defiance showed in Qingtian's eyes. His half-bent body sprang up, both fists thrusting