Surviving In A Martial Arts World To Become A Saint

And in that very same instant the three fifth-layer Primordial Spirit experts made their move, the rest of the Zixiao Blessed Land's experts moved as well.

Those five fourth-layer Primordial Spirit experts, seven or eight third-layer Primordial Spirit experts, streaks of evasion light swarming toward Chen Qing like a plague of locusts.

Their mission on this expedition was to kill Chen Qing.

So long as Chen Qing died, this battle would be counted a success, and even should they retreat afterward, it would be enough to answer for their actions to their superiors.

Chen Qing stood in place, not moving an inch.

Dozens of threads of killing intent, tangible as physical substance, surged toward him from every direction, locking onto him firmly.

His right hand gripped the Molten Abyss Spear tight.

Supreme Void True Origin and the qi and blood force of the Limitless Chaotic Origin Golden Body erupted simultaneously within his meridians, pale golden True Origin and Dark-Yellow Qi and blood interweaving and fusing within his body, flooding along his right arm into the spear's shaft.

The flame markings across the Molten Abyss Spear's surface suddenly blazed to life, dark golden flame rising from the spear's shaft, forcibly driving back every trace of cold air in the surrounding area.