The Heavenly Gu Daoist inwardly cursed his misfortune, having no choice but to expend even more power to resist this Wangliang's remnant will.
This demigod will had been bound here by Lu Chenzhou; though it could not cause harm, Lu Chenzhou could not annihilate it in a short time either. Thus, he had always been wary of fully refining the Wangliang finger bone, afraid of being counterattacked. Yet by coincidence, the Wangliang's will had become his third line of defense against the Heavenly Gu Daoist.
This was fortune and misfortune interdependent.
After a prolonged battle, the Heavenly Gu Daoist finally seized the upper hand, conjuring a thousand blades that annihilated Wangliang.
"Merely lingering thoughts of the dead."
Taking a deep breath, the Daoist's illusory form drifted through the Wandering Lament wilderness, arriving beneath the World Tree, gazing at the ever-ascending giant tree, lost in thought.
