What kind of existence was the Jiemie Immortal King?
In the Primordial Era, heroes contended for supremacy; the human and demon races fought over the Heavenly Realm; during the Primordial God War, he stood against the Underworld Clan—amid which earth-shaking upheaval had his figure not stood firm with blade drawn and horse reined?
His fighting techniques could be called a living textbook.
Every move and every stance he unleashed carried an incomparably clear intent. None could possibly have been fired without a target.
The lingering Nirvana Law had long invaded the depths of Shen Yun's flesh and blood. Like a disease clinging to the bone, it mercilessly gnawed at his limbs and body, tearing apart all the Chaos Law he had painstakingly cultivated.
By now, the Chaos Dao Body was already riddled with holes. Even its foundation had been utterly reduced to nothing; no method could restore it.
"No wonder he could become Teacher's lifelong foe. He truly is extraordinary."
Even with Shen Yun's pride, he could not help letting out a word of praise.
Others might not have noticed, but every spear he had thrust out just now had landed precisely where Shen Yun's acupoints connected, every strike aimed straight at a vital point!
Even more chilling, the destructive force erupting from the spear radiance carried a strange "poison," like spring's birth and autumn's slaughter—
When things reached their extreme, they reversed; when prosperity peaked, it declined!
He had actually used the universe's most fundamental natural principle to forcibly disrupt the workings of the Great Dao of Creation. Such combat instinct was exquisite to the very finest hair.
"It ends now!"
The Jiemie Immortal King pressed his advantage. His spear shot forth like a dragon, aimed straight at Shen Yun's Primordial Spirit between his brows!
The slaughterous aura of