Shan Yue Strikes, Destroying His Body!

The middle-aged man in the gray robe was slightly taken aback, sensing that something big was about to happen.

At this moment, Shi Jian charged forward again.

The colossal bear stood motionless, the sword wound on its chest rapidly healing under the scorching heat of the purple-gold lightning arcs.

The regenerative power of the Demon Race race's physical body is far superior to that of the Human Race.

Moreover, Shi Jian was prepared, and although he was injured, he still had the strength to fight!

"Is this all the trump cards you have, fellow Daoist?"

The middle-aged man in the gray robe felt a sinking feeling in his heart. The slight sense of superiority he had just felt vanished, and he even began to feel a little regretful.

If I had known this wild bear would be so troublesome, I shouldn't have provoked such a ferocious creature for a piece of Rock Heart Milk. But now that things have come to this, there's no turning back.

Furthermore, the secret treasure was wasted, and Shi Jian was not killed in one strike.

But Shi Jian would not give him another chance to back down.

The lightning spear reformed in his palm, with purple-gold lightning arcs dancing wildly on its body; Shi Jian took a step forward, shattering the void, and instantly appeared before the gray-robed middle-aged man.

The lightning spear thrust out.

The middle-aged man in gray robes flew back with his sword, the silver-white sword light and the purple-gold spear light clashing in mid-air; sparks flew, and the Daoist energies clashed.

One shot, two shots, three shots.

Each shot was faster, heavier, and more ruthless than the last.

Shi Jian's spear technique was completely devoid of any fancy moves, consisting entirely of the simplest straight thrusts, sweeps, and upward slashes; yet each strike was imbued with the might of Spirit Transformation, and with the enhancement of thunder, its Dao of Strength was terrifying.

The middle-aged man in gray robes was forced to retreat steadily, and the protective light barrier around his flying sword grew thinner and thinner.

He thought to himself: This bear's stamina seems inexhaustible; it gets fiercer the more it fights, and doesn't look like it's seriously injured at all.

Just as the human and the demon were locked in a stalemate...

The gray-robed middle-aged Divine Sense suddenly trembled.

An extremely powerful Earth Dao aura was approaching at an alarming speed!

The middle-aged man in the gray robe had a gloomy expression, and finally understood why he had felt a sense of unease.

Another one!

He turned around abruptly and saw a streak of earthy yellow light piercing through the sky on the horizon, moving at an unbelievable speed; the aura emanating from it was as solid as a mountain, clearly the Dao Wei of the Late Spirit Transformation.

Shan Yue.

He had been stationed at the stronghold, which was only tens of millions of miles away; he sensed the fluctuation the moment Shi Jian crushed the Xuan Stone.

Before the middle-aged man in the gray robe could react, the Shan Yue had already arrived.

There wasn't a single wasted word, nor any warning whatsoever.

Earthy yellow Daoist energy suddenly condensed in the void behind the gray-robed middle-aged man, transforming into illusory images of towering earthen mountains; those earthen mountains pressed down silently, crushing the Sword Dao energy surrounding the gray-robed middle-aged man into pieces.

"Puff--"

The middle-aged man in the gray robe spat out a large amount of blood as his entire back was crushed by the Earth Dao energy; his spine was broken, his meridians shattered inch by inch, and even his flying sword was blasted away.

His eyes widened, and his face turned deathly pale.

This was the moment Shi Jian had been waiting for.

The lightning spear flew from his hand, infused with purple-gold lightning; its tip pierced through the void, precisely penetrating the chest and abdomen of the gray-robed middle-aged man.

"Pfft--"

The lightning spear pierced through his chest, and the Purple Pivot Lightning Dao Aura raged wildly within the gray-robed middle-aged man's body; his flesh was charred black, his bones shattered, and his Human Race body rapidly disintegrated under the intertwining of lightning and fire.

The middle-aged man in the grey robe, his eyes bloodshot, hissed, "The Giant Bear... clan..."

"Asshole!"

Before he could finish speaking, the Sword Dao energy around him completely dissipated.

Under the combined attack of the purple-gold lightning and the Earth Dao elemental energy, the physical body shattered like paper, inch by inch; blood splattered and bits of flesh flew everywhere.

But at the very moment the physical body shattered.

A beam of silvery-white light shot out from between the eyebrows of the middle-aged man in the gray robe!

Within that light was a phantom humanoid soul, surrounded by an extremely intricate layer of runes.

Those runes exuded a Daoist aura far surpassing that of a Nascent Spirit Transformation, clearly the work of Dao Venerable.

Soul-protecting treasure.

The moment the soul broke free of the body, the runes exploded; an extremely violent spatial force erupted, forcibly tearing apart a corner of the Domain-Locking Restriction!

"Laugh--"

A crack appeared in the void, and the silvery-white divine soul didn't dare to linger for even half a breath, darting into the crack and disappearing in an instant.

Shi Jian struck out with his palm, and purple-gold lightning slammed into the crack.

Too late.

The cracks healed rapidly under the bombardment of lightning, and the Human Race swordsman's soul had already fled far away.

Shi Jian retracted his giant claw, his expression cold and stern.

Shan Yue landed beside him, his gaze sweeping over the mess, and said calmly, "They ran away?"

"A soul-protecting treasure, a technique of a certain Dao Venerable." Shi Jian sheathed the thunder spear in his hand. "The physical body is destroyed, but the soul has escaped."

Shan Yue nodded, not seeming too concerned, and said, "Human Race cultivators mostly carry these kinds of life-saving items; sword cultivators in the Middle Spirit Transformation almost always have someone backing them up."

He paused, then added, "However, since his physical body is destroyed, even if he escapes, he won't pose a threat for long."

"Without a physical body, even if it is rebuilt, it will take at least a hundred years."

Shi Jian bent down and put away the storage Law Treasure left behind by the middle-aged man in gray robes; the silver-white flying sword, having lost its master, dimmed and trembled slightly on the ground.

Shi Jian gripped it tightly, and lightning arcs seeped in, erasing the remaining Divine Sense imprint within the sword.

The flying sword is Dao Artifact; keeping it will be of great use.

In addition, the storage Law Treasure contained many spiritual items, Jade Slip, and the Treasured Earth Spirit Embryo; Shi Jian took out the Treasured Earth Spirit Embryo and placed it together with the Rock Heart Milk he had collected earlier.

The earthy yellow light and the milky white spiritual liquid intertwined, emanating an extremely pure Treasured Earth Dao...

The combined effect of these two items on Shan Li's breakthrough to the Spirit Transformation stage is probably equivalent to over a hundred years of arduous cultivation.

Shan Yue glanced at it and nodded, saying, "Good stuff, take it back to Shan Li."

Shi Jian carefully put away the two spiritual items and turned to look at the northern horizon.

Although the Human Race swordsman's soul escaped, the Human Race force in the north still lingered tens of millions of miles away.

"Ancestor Shanyue, I doubt that Human Race cultivator will let this go so easily."

A cold smile curled at the corner of Shan Yue's lips, "Whether they let it go well or not is their business."

"He Middle Spirit Transformation, and his physical body was destroyed; what trouble can those remaining scum cause?"

Shi Jian didn't reply, but a cold glint flashed in his purple-gold vertical pupils.

What he cared about wasn't the Human Race swordsman himself, but the two secret treasures he possessed; one for attack and the other for soul protection—things that ordinary Rogue Cultivator couldn't possibly have.

Even if the former wasn't the work of Dao Venerable, it still possesses a destructive power that only Late Spirit Transformation or even Perfected Spirit Transformation could have.

The latter's ability to protect the soul and escape was definitely created by the Dao Venerable.

There's something significant behind this!

Shi Jian suppressed this thought and transformed into a beam of light, rushing towards the stronghold; although they had won this battle, it was a Pyrrhic victory.

Although he appears to be perfectly fine, his internal organs have been completely destroyed. The most urgent task is to heal his injuries as soon as possible to prevent the damage from spreading and endangering his life.

The Shan Yue followed closely behind, subtly protecting Shi Jian.

Two streaks of light disappeared into the horizon, leaving behind only this land, ravaged by the battle of the Spirit Transformation.

The void rift had not yet healed, and black turbulent currents surged from it, like scars on the earth; a once pristine spiritual land was thus razed to the ground.