Just as Jieyin was sent flying back, he saw Zhunti flying up from underground and quickly flew forward to inspect.
However, he discovered that Zhunti's aura was weak like a thread, his colossal Saint Golden Body was already dispersed, and his immense Buddha Power had vanished entirely. Even though he had escaped this calamity, it would be difficult for him to return to his previous peak state.
"Ah!"
A sudden roar erupted from underground, startling Jieyin. He tensely stared at a large hole not far away.
"Today, I shall shatter the myth that Saints are immortal and indestructible. Zhunti, die!" Li Qingming, with fluttering sleeves, had his Yuqing True Essence wildly surging around him. His snow-white Wolf Fang Club shone brilliantly like the stars.
He soared up from the core of the earth, flying straight towards the unconscious Zhunti.
