Chapter 387
Wang Yu knew what that thing was.
It was the life-bound magic treasure of the ancient ancestor of the Feng clan who had already passed away, a Nascent Soul grand cultivator: the Qilin Beast-Head Bell. It contained a certain kind of life-protecting blessing granted at the cost of origin essence, and the price was enormous.
When he had read about it in the records, the two words “Qilin” had left a particularly deep impression on him.
The Blood Slaughter Heart-Butchering Sword being able to trigger this final trump card already proved that this was the classic case of “a hundred-mile journey, ninety miles already done”. He was only missing the last tiny step, and he might have been able to cut down the Qingyi on the spot.
The phantom of the azure bell blocked the scarlet sword radiance, but it still left behind a horrifying fissure that ran straight through the city from south to north. Terrifying slaughter intent rose and sank within it.
If one’s mind sank into it, it was very likely their brain would be pierced through by killing intent.
The battered and disheveled Ancestor Qingyi had only just raised his head, when the Yellow Springs Great Hand Seal of the Earth Resentment Puppet arrived. This time it surged up from underground, like the hand of an earth god suddenly opening wide, seizing Qingyi and trying to crush him into meat paste.
“Ughhhhh!”
A relentless chain of savage blows drove Qingyi completely insane.