"Dissolve!"
Mi Shenweng muttered in a low voice, his body covered with dark spell scripts, making his initially otherworldly demeanor appear extremely sinister.
Then, his body began to disintegrate, splitting into streams of dark spell scripts, dispersing in all directions and etching into the Great Wisdom Space.
"Lord Qingyu, we will meet again."
Leaving only this brief statement, Mi Shenweng's Primordial Spirit also transformed into spell scripts, empowering the strength of the spell.
Even his Primordial Spirit disintegrated, yet Mi Shenweng still left behind this message, forcing Qing Yu to ponder deeply.
"Divided Soul!" Qing Yu said coldly, uttering the two words stiffly.
At the last moment, Qing Yu's Blood Tears Eye clearly perceived that Mi Shenweng's Primordial Spirit was too feeble. Moreover, his strength wasn't up to the standard of the third on the Heavenly List.
