But at this moment, Lu Xuanji's eyes became bright, and his pupils shot out two beams of golden light, hitting that Primordial Spirit.
The Primordial Spirit immediately crumbled and dispersed.
"This..."
The Five-Colored Celestial Venerable watched this scene, slightly dumbfounded.
This was a Divinity Transformation Cultivator; even at his peak, he would need to expend great effort to kill such a being, and in battle, they might escape.
Yet in Lu Xuanji's hands, two moves were enough to kill.
Lu Xuanji said, "Five-Colored Celestial Venerable, are you a bit embarrassed?"
The Five-Colored Celestial Venerable laughed, "Not embarrassed, but a case of Nine Deaths and One Life. If you hadn't acted, I would have surely fallen today. I'm just a mere Divinity Transformation Cultivator, insignificant in Central State, unworthy to be called Celestial Venerable. Friend, you should call me Five-Colored Daoist instead!"
Lu Xuanji said, "How should one repay their savior?"
