Longevity: Starting from the Qi Tags-Chapter 837 - 421
Chapter 837: 421
Chapter 837: 421
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However, before he could finish his speech,
The space that had collapsed to the extreme suddenly expanded.
As the space began to expand from the singularity, a destructive force instantly spread.
Fu Shan’s demon saint head, solid as Pan Shi, also turned into dust in an instant, and a golden primordial spirit dashed out of this annihilated space, heading straight for the entrance of Jade Lake.
Jiang Yuan saw this, and instantly retracted his right hand gripping a pair of ram’s horns.
At the same time, a purple-gold light surged from the top of his head, manifesting above him.
It was a holy soldier, a sacred weapon called the Purple-Gold Bowl, that appeared above his head.
This object was the life-bound holy soldier of Kong Ming, which had just become Jiang Yuan’s spoils of war.
With Jiang Yuan’s dharma-power activation,
In an instant,
The Purple-Gold Bowl shone brightly, casting a beam of purple-gold brilliance from its mouth, which fell upon the golden light.
The fleeing golden light instantly came to a halt on the spot.
This golden light was Fu Shan’s primordial spirit, a miniaturized version of an argali.
A ram’s head and a horse’s tail,
Just like the argali recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.
Fu Shan’s primordial spirit, once locked by the Purple-Gold Bowl, became immensely terrified.
Because it sensed an irresistible sucking force erupting from the Purple-Gold Bowl.
Even with all its might pushing forward, it absolutely could not break free from this force.
Rather than advancing, the primordial spirit retreated inch by inch backward, risking being absorbed into the Purple-Gold Bowl.
A premonition told him that once he fell into the Purple-Gold Bowl, he too would become a lamb to the slaughter, with life and death controlled by another.
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Upon seeing this scene, Jiang Yuan’s expression immediately brightened.
It was exactly as he had predicted.
This item could capture primordial spirits.
As long as Fu Shan’s demon saint’s primordial spirit was taken into the Purple-Gold Bowl, his life and death would be completely dominated by Jiang Yuan.
In this way, he could delay killing Fu Shan for a couple of Time units to extend the process.
He could first devour the Cave Heaven Origin left after Kong Ming’s fall and after finishing, then kill Fu Shan.
This would allow him to perfectly utilize the Cave Heaven Origin generated by the collapse of both of their Cave Heavens after their falls, enhancing his cultivation to a higher level.
Because his speed at devouring the Cave Heaven Origin was limited.
Even devouring the Cave Heaven Origin of a Cave Realm eight-level Demon King had already hit the upper limit.
Let alone going beyond that.
Even with all his might, devouring the Cave Heaven Origin left after Kong Ming’s fall would waste most of it.
If he were to kill Fu Shan now, as soon as Fu Shan fell, the world within his body, without the maintenance of strength, must inevitably collapse and dissipate.
That would merely result in a wasteful loss of a demon saint’s Cave Heaven Origin.
For this reason, Jiang Yuan couldn’t help but be overjoyed.
As long as Fu Shan’s primordial spirit was sucked into the Purple-Gold Bowl, his life and death would be governed by Jiang Yuan.
Naturally, this could prevent such wastefulness.
With this thought,
Jiang Yuan fully unleashed his dharma-power, and the sucking force from the Purple-Gold Bowl reached a new intensity.
Fu Shan’s demon saint’s primordial spirit retreated even faster, moving continually towards the location of the Purple-Gold Bowl.
With each breath, Fu Shan’s primordial spirit would fall back a step.
As his primordial spirit retreated further, the sucking force from the Purple-Gold Bowl intensified, causing Fu Shan’s demon saint’s primordial spirit to retreat even more swiftly.
At this time, Fu Shan was also constantly unleashing the power of his primordial spirit, trying desperately to break free from this force.
A dozen breaths later,
“No——”
With a surge of fluctuation transmitted, a scream unique to a primordial spirit also entered Jiang Yuan’s mind.
Once this fluctuation emerged, Fu Shan’s last breath seemed to have been completely exhaled, and his primordial spirit immediately turned into a streak of light and was absorbed into the Purple-Gold Bowl.
The next moment,
Jiang Yuan’s face slowly revealed a hint of a smile.
He flipped the Purple-Gold Bowl and saw a miniaturized version of the argali’s primordial spirit at the bottom of the bowl.
Once inside the Purple-Gold Bowl, Fu Shan’s primordial spirit seemed to be suppressed by the Ancient God Mountain and could only lie prostrate at the bottom of the bowl, unable to move at all.
At the mouth of the Purple-Gold Bowl, there was also a layer of faint purple-gold light membrane.
Above this light screen, numerous Buddha scriptures were inscribed.
These scriptures kept bursting with golden brilliance, continuously falling upon Fu Shan’s primordial spirit.
It was the might of these Buddha scriptures that completely immobilized Fu Shan’s primordial spirit.
After observing for a few breaths, Jiang Yuan was completely reassured.
To escape from the Purple-Gold Bowl was far from simple.
The Purple-Gold Bowl turned into a streak of light and entered his brow.
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Jiang Yuan approached Fu Shan’s physical body.
Because the head was destroyed, and the primordial spirit had been captured,
Fu Shan’s physical body also revealed its true form, with the body of a sheep and the tail of a horse.
At the neck, blood gurgled out, staining the white jade structure red.
Jiang Yuan waved his hand, and Fu Shan’s body instantly shrank, turning into the size of a common antelope.
The bloodstains also disappeared without a trace.
After which, Jiang Yuan moved swiftly toward the direction where Ye Chanxi was.
On the other side,
At the entrance of Jade Lake, a fierce battle was currently underway.
The four golden-armored god generals were fearless of all attacks, unafraid of magical techniques and divine skills, and they were also inexhaustible.
The longer the battle lasted, the greater their advantage became.
If it were earlier, four demon saints and four human race saints joining forces to fight,
They could easily handle these four golden-armored god generals with a two against one strategy.
Now, with only two demon saints and three human race saints,
Both battlefields were instantly at a disadvantage.
Especially Diting and Yuan Tuo, their bodies were continuously bloodied.
As for the battlefield of the three human saints, Qing Ling was rushing back and forth to provide support between Nie Yuan and Zhu Yan.
“Why is there no movement from Jade Lake?” Zhu Yan spoke.
Qing Ling’s voice was calm, “I don’t know!”
Nie Yuan said, “I wonder who has the green lotus now?”
