"Am I dead?"
"I'm not dead?"
Xuanyuan Zeyuan's eyes were incomparably clear as he watched the strange Origin Core bore through his skull, watched the gray-white matter inside his brain splash out before his eyes.
After suffering such a devastating blow, he should have been dead beyond all doubt.
Yet at this very moment, his consciousness remained clear, showing not the slightest sign of sinking into darkness.
Bzz—
At that moment, the Technique Spirit within his body gave a faint tremor.
Only after sensing it did Xuanyuan Zeyuan realize that, in that life-or-death instant just now, the Technique Spirit within him had saved his life.
At that critical moment, this peculiar existence had forcibly transferred his sea of consciousness from his brain onto its spirituality. That was why, even after his brain had been pierced through, his consciousness had still remained.
But even though he had luckily snatched his life back, such injuries were undoubtedly critical for Xuanyuan Zeyuan in his current state. He could not delay for long; he had to find a new body for Body Seizure as soon as possible.
And with that attack as a signal, Yang Yuanling and the Demon Soil cultivator no longer concealed their killing intent.
The Azure Gleam Origin Core wheeled back, while purple-black demonic qi manifested into a Lotus Magic Seal. One terrifying killing move after another came hurtling forth, all of them bombarding the not-yet-dead Xuanyuan Zeyuan.
Just as the Technique Spirit's life-preserving mechanism was triggered and Yang Yuanling joined forces with the Demon Soil cultivator to besiege Xuanyuan Zeyuan—
Within the Xuanyuan Ancient Clan on the other side of the Azure Waves Continent, Xuanyuan Jun sat before a chessboard. His hand paused slightly as he lifted a piece, then he finally set it down.
A woman in pink standing