He couldn’t use the One-Strike Divine Slaughter Formation lightly, because each use exhausted much of his soul’s power. He needed time to regather and recondense his power between uses.

Su Yi disdained using it against opponents like these.

However, he had no other choice but to use this trump card to stop Shi Fengliu from fleeing.

Meanwhile, thousands of feet away.

Shi Fengliu sensed the danger, and he immediately circulated his cultivation and unleashed various defensive techniques.

However, in the face of the little blue sword that seemed to have come out of nowhere, his attempts at defense seemed immaterial, as if they didn’t even exist.

“A soul sword!?” Shi Fengliu only just barely had time to scream before the little blue sword cleaved into his soul.

After becoming a Xiantian Martial Ancestor, Su Yi’s divine sense had grown strong enough to stretch thousands of feet. Due to the repeated tempering of the Universal Self-Embodiment Sutra, the power of his soul was incomparably condensed.

The little blue sword he unleashed through the One-Strike Divine Slaughter Incantation was originally designed to target the souls of Origin Dao cultivators. Shi Fengliu had been caught off guard. How could he possibly block it?

Shi Fengliu staggered,...