316: Mysterious old man

Qi Zhengyang's pupils constricted sharply, and without hesitation, his figure flickered as he used teleportation to flee.

Your Divine Sense spread out in an instant, immediately locking onto his position a thousand miles away.

With a mere thought, you appeared before him.

Seeing you in pursuit, he immediately activated teleportation once more—

Hum!

You had already shifted your thoughts, and the Spirit Treasure "soul-eroding pearl" within your body began to emit a faint, eerie light.

In an instant, your Law Domain unfolded silently, and the space was folded and solidified as if by an invisible hand.

His teleportation technique felt like it had fallen into a quagmire; his figure blurred for only a moment, but he failed to escape.

With his cultivation at the Early Stage of Soul Transformation, within this Law Domain bolstered by a Spirit Treasure... there was simply no way to escape.

If not for the Spirit Treasure bolstering the Law Power, your Law Domain naturally would not have been able to lock down space so firmly.

You had originally only wanted to test it out, not expecting that it would actually work.

No wonder it is said—a Spirit Transformation Cultivator with a Spirit Treasure and one without are two completely different existences.

It is also no wonder that Liu Jinfeng is so strong!

You scanned Qi Zhengyang indifferently, your expression calm.

This was not your first time dueling a Spirit Transformation Cultivator, and since the opponent was only at the Early Stage of Soul Transformation, you naturally felt no ripples in your heart.

Seeing that his teleportation was actually ineffective, Qi Zhengyang was immediately frightened pale.

Feeling that the spatial barriers were incredibly solidified, and that your Law Domain was more than ten times tougher and stronger than his own, he was immediately thrown into chaos.

Knowing he was definitely no match for you, he shouted, "Fellow Daoist, regarding the matter of you killing Qi Wei, I can let bygones be bygones from now on, how about it?"

You smiled indifferently and said, "I will also give you three breaths of time to cripple your own cultivation and become a wealthy man, how about that?"

Qi Zhengyang's face turned livid, and he said viciously, "Fellow Daoist, must it really be a fight to the death?"

"I have said before, I want to exterminate your Qi family. I just didn't expect to be so lucky as to run into you today," you said indifferently.

You paused, then continued, "If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for having such a good descendant."

Upon hearing this, Qi Zhengyang knew there was only one choice: to fight.

However, his first Soul Transformation battle had been against Cao Ruide, so he secretly guessed that you probably weren't much stronger.

Even if he couldn't defeat you, he reckoned that you wouldn't gain much of an advantage either.

Thinking of this, he unfolded his own Law Domain without hesitation.

Clearly, the two Law Domains were like an egg and a stone; one side was soft and powerless, while the other was tough as iron.

At the same time,

You and Qi Zhengyang almost simultaneously unfurled your Dharma Forms—

Two hundred-foot-tall Primordial Spirit phantoms stood in confrontation, their pressure causing the mountains and rivers below to tremble faintly.

A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly bit the tip of his tongue, spraying out a mouthful of essential blood.

The essential blood merged into the Dharma Form, causing it to suddenly expand, glowing with a dark red blood-light all over, its aura surging by nearly double!

A violent and destructive will permeated the air.

"Blood Sacrifice... Burning Spirit Ash Dao!"

Qi Zhengyang hissed a sharp shout.

The Dharma Form's hands formed a complex ancient seal, and the blood-light around its body boiled, transforming into countless twisted blood-colored runes that swirled and danced around it.

Every rune contained the ultimate power of destruction, and wherever they passed, space itself emitted a groan under the unbearable burden, revealing fine cracks.

This was a forbidden technique he performed by burning his essential blood and overdrawing his Origin—using his own Dharma Form as firewood to ignite blood flames, capable of incinerating an opponent's Dharma Form Foundation, and even severely damaging their Primordial Spirit.

The price was—a large amount of Heaven And Earth Treasure would be needed for repairs afterward.

He knew that ordinary means certainly wouldn't make you give up, so he directly deployed his trump card.

"Since Fellow Daoist insists on this..." his voice was hoarse, and as his Dharma Form formed seals with its hands, a destructive fluctuation surged from within his body, "Then... die!"

Your heart stirred slightly—this Spell and Divine Ability of his was indeed not to be underestimated.

If you didn't have the Spirit Treasure, aside from using the immortal slaying sword, you really wouldn't have any way to deal with him.

Fortunately, this time you possessed the Spirit Treasure, so there was no need to expose the existence of the immortal slaying sword.

Your expression remained unchanged, a faint light flashed across your brow, and the soul-eroding pearl was already resting in your palm.

The pearl's body shimmered with eerie light, and you softly uttered the incantation: "Heaven-Eroding Corrosive Dao."

In an instant,

The world lost its color—

It was not darkness, but rather the colors of the entire Domain seemed to be swallowed and decayed by some invisible thing.

Between the Spiritual Qi and the Law veins filling the sky, an invisible and formless breath of poison permeated—colorless, odorless, formless, yet causing space itself to emit faint corrosive sounds.

Qi Zhengyang's Dharma Form trembled violently, his face changed drastically, and the blood-light around his body began to melt rapidly, as if it were snow encountering boiling water.

The poisonous breath permeated everywhere, piercing through his protective spiritual light, seeping into his Dharma Form, and even invading his Physical Body and Primordial Spirit directly.

"Th-this is..."

He discovered in terror that his Primordial Spirit was being eroded and corrupted by a force akin to maggots on bones.

The originally solid Dharma Form began to show grayish cracks, peeling off piece by piece like a weathered stone sculpture.

Even more terrifying was his Physical Body—beneath his skin, it felt as if countless tiny insects were wriggling, and his flesh and blood rapidly lost vitality, beginning to ulcerate and rot from the inside out.

He tried to circulate his magic power to force out the poison, but the poisonous breath seemed to merge with the Law, invading deeper as it followed the flow of his spiritual power.

"No... No... Impossible!!"

He let out a desperate roar; his Dharma Form collapsed inch by inch, and his Physical Body corrupted into mud at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Ah—!"

"No—!"

"Spare me, I know a massive secret..."

Before he could finish speaking, his Primordial Spirit, like a burnt-out candle, completely dissipated under the Poison Dao Law of the soul-eroding pearl.

Before the last trace of his consciousness was annihilated, his eyes were still frozen with unbelievable fear.

The Law Domain slowly dissipated, leaving only a wisp of ash-like smoke in the air, which drifted away with the wind.

You focused your Divine Sense to inspect the "soul-eroding pearl" internally, and your brows could not help but furrow slightly—

The poisonous breath constantly flowing within the pearl seemed... a trace thicker than before.

Upon sensing it carefully, you were surprised to discover:

After Qi Zhengyang fell, his dissipating Primordial Spirit and cultivation Origin had actually been quietly swallowed and refined by the soul-eroding pearl, becoming a part of the poisonous breath within the pearl.

What was even more alarming to you was—the Law fluctuation of the Spirit Treasure itself had also solidified by half a point as a result.

"This soul-eroding pearl... actually feeds on the Origin of Cultivators?"

"Heh... it's much more domineering than that thing called the Myriad Soul Banner."

Suppressing the excitement in your heart, you waved your hand and drew in Qi Zhengyang's qiankun ring.

After putting away the qiankun ring, you swept your Divine Sense over the City Lord's mansion, and your heart suddenly tightened.

Without a shred of hesitation,

Your figure flickered, and you had already returned to the ruins of the City Lord's mansion.

There was an extra elder in the scene—

He stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a simple gray robe, his hair and beard completely white, his face lean and refined, and the aura around his body was rounded and restrained, like an ancient well without ripples.

With your cultivation at the Soul Transformation realm, you actually couldn't see through his depth.

But just by standing there, he was like an ancient mountain standing still, deep and imposing.

That was not a pressure deliberately emitted, but a kind of indifference and profound weight that had been precipitated in his bones through the passage of time.

What alarmed you especially was—

Within his body, a vast, sea-like Primordial Spirit Power was flowing, solidified to the point of being almost tangible, yet it had a subtle sense of detachment from his Physical Body.

If you hadn't already entered the Soul Transformation realm and possessed a keen perception of Primordial Spirit Power, you likely wouldn't have been able to detect it.

"primordial spirit clone..."

You thought silently to yourself.