The residual intense blood Qi pierced the sky, but was guided by Feng Ming, transforming into a golden furnace, held captive in his hand.
Meanwhile, the Primordial Spirit of Withered Bones remained silent, quickly fleeing towards the Netherworld, not daring to utter a single harsh word!
The Supreme True Saint of the Primordial Palace proved to be overwhelmingly domineering!
Feng Ming had no intention of letting his Primordial Spirit escape, directly intervening to intercept it.
At this moment, as Feng Ming appeared alongside others, ending the confrontational battlefield, among the various True Saints, someone shouted:
"Taoist Friend, stay your hand!"
Someone directly attempted to intercept, yet was stopped by Konghai who appeared with them.
And in that split second of delay, Withered Bones' Primordial Spirit had already fallen into Feng Ming's hands.
"Save me!"
The roar of Withered Bones echoed, making the resurgent True Saints from various factions expressionless.
