“Young Lord, are you alright?” The old blind man appeared by his side.

Su Yi nodded. “I underestimated the survivors of the thirty thousand years of the Prohibition of Ancient Darkness this time. As a result of my negligence, he escaped at the last moment.”

The Nirvanic Winds Holy Son really wasn’t simple. His cultivation was in the Origin Palace Realm, yet his combat strength was sufficient to kill Gathering Stars cultivators like Madam Miaohua.

Su Yi assumed his earlier strike would be enough to obliterate his opponent. Who’d have thought he’d merely injure him?

Looking back on it now, Su Yi realized that for his opponent to have survived, he surely had incredibly powerful defensive treasures at his disposal, as well as extraordinary life-saving trump cards.

Take that silver spirit pearl just now. It exploded with force comparable to a Spiritual Incarnation Realm cultivator’s full-strength attack, leaving Su Yi with no choice but to dodge.

“Monsters like him survived thirty thousand years of stillness, and their origins are extraordinary. Furthermore, before they went dormant, their seniors surely prepared numerous life-saving methods for them. To the...