Longevity: Starting from the Qi Tags-Chapter 833 - 420 Bodhisattva Falls The Terrified Kong

Chapter 833: Chapter 420 Bodhisattva Falls, The Terrified Kong Ming and Demon Saint Fu Shan!_3

Chapter 833: Chapter 420 Bodhisattva Falls, The Terrified Kong Ming and Demon Saint Fu Shan!_3

“Impossible!!!”

Kong Ming said again.

Fu Shan, murmuring, “How is this possible!!!”

When both men appeared somewhat dazed.

Jiang Yuan’s five fingers contracted into a fist.

The battlefield was still within Jade Lake.

Following that warning from above the Jade Lake just before.

Jiang Yuan now dared to use only the pure strength of his physical body.

The next breath.

He threw a punch.

The power of qi and blood within his body burst forth once more.

“Hold on—”

Kong Ming immediately regained his senses and spoke up.

Golden light flourished on his body once again as he re-condensed his Luoli golden body.

At the same time, his left arm mustered strength to block the punch Jiang Yuan had launched.

However, in the next moment, despair, profound despair, surfaced in his eyes.

Before the Luoli golden body could fully re-condense, Jiang Yuan’s fist had already reached his face.

His left arm, which had been intact, had no resistance against Jiang Yuan’s punch, easily shattered.

Then the momentum of the fist continued, heading straight for his head.

Intense dread of death enveloped his heart.

Boom—

A loud noise.

Before Jiang Yuan’s punch, Kong Ming’s head swiftly turned into a mist of blood.

As Jiang Yuan withdrew his right arm, his fingers tightly clutched a purple-golden bowl.

Within the bowl resided Kong Ming’s primordial spirit.

“A holy soldier?”

Jiang Yuan looked at the purple-golden bowl in his hand with a surprised expression, then a hint of joy emerged.

He had just been wondering where the holy soldier of Kong Ming from the Minor Thunder Temple was.

It turned out to be at his Spiritual Platform.

This purple-golden bowl was a holy soldier intertwined with his Dao Fruit, imbued with its essence.

The effect of this holy soldier was evident—it was a spirit-protecting holy soldier.

With this holy soldier, one need not fear most attacks targeting the primordial spirit.

After some thought, Jiang Yuan knew his choice was right.

As a Saint who had achieved great success in the practice of the Luoli golden body, with the physical body nearly invincible in its realm, it would be exceptionally hard to defeat.

In such a case, the primordial spirit naturally became his only weakness.

Choosing this purple-golden bowl as his holy soldier of Dao confirmation would complete his last shortfall.

In this way, it would become incredibly difficult for anyone in the same realm to defeat him!

This Grandmaster Kong Ming, battling in the same realm, would not easily lose even if he could not win.

Holding the purple-golden bowl in his hands, Jiang Yuan also saw Kong Ming’s primordial spirit hidden within it.

With the protection of this holy soldier, Jiang Yuan couldn’t do much about him for the moment.

Seeing this, Kong Ming felt a sudden relief in his heart.

Then he transmitted a message with his primordial spirit, “Daoist Friend Jiang Yuan, could you spare me this time?”

Jiang Yuan smiled.

The next moment, five-color divine light burst forth from his hand.

The purple-golden bowl in his hand severed its connection with Kong Ming instantly.

At that moment, an invisible rhythm expanded from between Jiang Yuan’s eyebrows.

Before this fluctuation, Heaven and Earth and all things suddenly fell into stillness.

Time seemed to stop flowing at this instant.

Kong Ming, temporarily residing in the purple-golden bowl, had not yet had time to be shocked before he plunged into fear.

He was familiar with this rhythm.

It originated from a supreme secret technique named the Primordial Soul Dao Sword, a mighty soul secrecy technique.

It was an incredibly fierce soul secrecy technique.

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But remembering that this soul secrecy technique was being displayed by Jiang Yuan, his heart once again steadied.

The strength of Jiang Yuan’s physical body far exceeded his expectations.

The fully realized Luoli golden body had been shattered by Jiang Yuan in an instant.

He found such strength inconceivable, even now that he had come back to his senses.

He utterly couldn’t understand how Jiang Yuan’s body could be so powerful.

If it were a contest of physical bodies, he knew he was no match for Jiang Yuan’s capabilities.

But the primordial spirit was different.

The might of a primordial spirit was closely linked to one’s cultivation realm.

In his eyes, Jiang Yuan was so strong solely because of his physical body.

As for Jiang Yuan’s cultivation realm, it had been displayed during The Alliance War not long ago.

Back then, his realm was only Nine Layers of the Four Extremes Realm.

It had only been roughly two months since then, and Jiang Yuan’s progress would naturally be limited.

At most, he had just succeeded in opening up the Cave Heaven World, breaking through to the Cave Realm.

Yet he was a Saint of the Three Heavens.

Although in the Buddha Gate, this realm was referred to as Bodhisattva, he was a true and genuine Saint of the Three Heavens.

The realm gap between them spanned several wide chasms.

How could such a gap be bridged in roughly two months’ time?

Therefore, facing Jiang Yuan’s strike, he was not afraid!

He absolutely didn’t believe his primordial spirit would be weaker than Jiang Yuan’s.

But the next moment, he knew he was wrong!

Terribly wrong!

The small figure of Jiang Yuan’s primordial spirit arrived in front of him in an instant.

Having lost the protection of the Spiritual Platform and the purple-golden bowl, his primordial spirit was much more fragile.

Here, in a place where the Great Dao did not exist.

His primordial spirit had no escape, even if he unleashed all his strength and his primordial spirit became a Buddha.

Yet Jiang Yuan’s little primordial spirit figure merely struck with a gentle sword blow, and his primordial spirit was extinguished.

With the fall of Kong Ming’s primordial spirit.

Boom—

A roar resounded through the void.

At the place of his primordial spirit’s fall, immense Cave Heaven Origin was dispersing.

Jiang Yuan held the purple-golden bowl, his face revealing a faint smile.

Defeating a Saint of the Three Heavens was another great gain that would allow his cultivation to surge once again.

He also obtained a holy soldier.

This holy soldier was the weapon that accompanied Kong Ming’s path of enlightenment, surely extraordinary.

Most importantly, it protected the primordial spirit.

Such a holy soldier was of even higher value than ordinary holy soldiers used for sovereign-level combat.