Chapter 1280 - Rescue
Though Li Dayuan had vanished, his final will remained. He had poured every last shred of power into a colossal palm that even ninth-level Primal Origin Realm cultivators wouldn't dare face head-on.
Liu Wuxie had no time to spare; if he didn't meet the strike directly, it would crush him to death. The Saintess watched with worry, knowing Li Dayuan would have captured them without Liu Wuxie.
Liu Wuxie's gaze went flat and cold. The Great Five Elemental Mythical Art or the Heaven-Severing Strike could only stall that palm for a moment.
As it descended, he suddenly vanished. Terrifying true essence surged out, wrapped around him, and transformed him into a primordial dragon that shot upward to meet the strike head-on. The divine dragon tunneled through space and climbed higher and higher, suicidal in the eyes of onlookers.
Elder Long clenched his fists, his heart almost leaping from his chest. No one else watched Liu Wuxie as closely as he did.
"Soaring Dragon!" Liu Wuxie executed the fourth form of the Nine Heavenly Dragon Forms perfectly and, together with the previous three, combined all four forms.
The vast might of the divine dragon left the two elves in disbelief as it pierced the giant palm and ripped it apart. A gap opened, and Liu Wuxie burst through to the other side.
Golden blood rained from the sky as the divine dragon vanished, and Liu Wuxie plummeted. If he slammed into the ground, the injuries would be severe. The elven saintess chanted; streams of water coiled up, cushioned his fall, and lowered him gently.
Even so, his fleshly body was devastated, covered in cracks. After all, he had forcibly executed Soaring Dragon. His cultivation was insufficient, and the backlash struck him hard.
"Saintess, what should we do now?" the other elf asked, staring at Liu Wuxie's half-conscious state.
Liu Wuxie had spent all the true essence in his desolate world and had little astral energy or Pure Yang Pills left. After killing Li Dayuan, he had fainted before he could even retrieve the interspatial ring. The Saintess didn't hesitate and began casting healing magic.
"Saintess, you mustn't! You have exhausted all your magical force, and your body might not hold up if you continue to cast magic," the other elf said, hurrying to stop her from using what little magical force she had remaining.