He had been able to rise to such heights, truly extraordinary and out of the ordinary; when he welcomed this moment of Spiritual Clarity, a chill ran down his spine, and he realized the problem was even more serious than he had imagined.
"Sacrifice life, escape!"
Taoist Die decisively cast a skill, a glowing insect shadow emerged, taking his place to suffer the calamity.
However, the insect body's death-substitution was ineffective and shattered in the blink of an eye.
He himself also realized the problem. That should have been an extremely dazzling mass of substance, yet now it was dim and lusterless—he had recently used it.
"When did I expend a life in advance?" Taoist Die was confused; he himself actually didn't know.
He cast again; a butterfly shadow appeared—a mass of substance that lit up the entire sky, brimming with Spiritual nature, like a second Taoist Die manifesting, replacing his true body at the original spot to take the calamity for him.
