Now that you have betrayed the sect, who will still pamper you?.

Without any resistance, the entire silver dragon turned to ashes and vanished in an instant.

The crushing force continued its relentless march, sweeping across the void with a deafening roar, crushing everything in its path and slamming into the spirit body.

The armor on the spirit body only held out for a moment before turning into ashes and dissipating on the spot, leaving only a palm-sized ball of blue-green spiritual light floating in front of the purple moon.

The spirit could not ignite; the flames shrank into a ball, guarding itself, flickering weakly, and its two tiny, beady eyes were filled with confusion.

"What kind of Taoist magic is this?"

He slowly floated to look at Jiang Han, his tone full of confusion.

Although the armor he wore wasn't a celestial treasure, it was still a powerful magic weapon. However, depending on the fluctuations in his strength, as long as the power didn't exceed his current realm, it was absolutely impossible to damage the armor.

In other words, without the power of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, one wouldn't even be qualified to injure the armor, let alone shatter it.

But this kid in the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm actually crushed his precious armor to dust with just one Dao technique, which shows that the power of that Dao technique was even stronger than the spell he used with all his might.

This shows that the Taoist technique was definitely not some crude and simple lower-world technique, but rather contained a terrifying power that was profound and mysterious.

It may even be a legacy left behind by a powerful being.

Thinking of this, the spirit's gaze shifted constantly, staring intently at Jiang Han, its lips moving slightly as if it wanted to say something.

But just as he was about to speak, the young man parted his lips slightly and slowly uttered a single word:

"collapse!"

The single syllable jolted the spirit awake, causing it to tense up and inwardly curse the boy for his lack of martial ethics. He had already won, so why did he insist on killing him outright?

No matter how much he loves to play, all he wants is to break one of his opponent's limbs after winning, force him to kneel, destroy his Dao heart, and watch how this so-called genius collapses.

But this kid is something else; he actually came up with the intention of taking someone's life right from the start!

This is too much, it’s simply too much!

When he was alive, he was a powerful immortal lord, whose authority dominated the region and no one dared to offend him.

Even though he now only has a wisp of immortal consciousness left, and is still limited by the laws of this place, his strength has been reduced to almost nothing.

But he also retained his pride; how could he allow himself to be humiliated like this by a rogue cultivator from the lower realm?!

The spirit, filled with both anger and fear, cried out, "Wait, junior! I have something to say..."

Before he finished speaking, the purple moon behind him trembled again. This time, only a small corner of it shattered, but the power it unleashed was not much weaker than the previous time.

The power of collapse swept through like a whirlwind. The spirit roared and cast spells to resist, but to no avail. The power of collapse swept through the air, and the last glimmer of light in the spirit vanished without a trace.

"..."

The sky and earth were bathed in a mesmerizing purple light, and the sound of the purple moon shattering echoed through the sky. But even after the deafening roar subsided, the entire square remained deathly silent.

No one spoke, or rather, everyone was stunned and frozen in shock, and hadn't reacted yet.

They simply couldn't believe that the seemingly invincible and powerful spiritual entity had been defeated and gone just like that.

No, that was an ancient being who guarded the inheritance, powerful and mysterious. Even his two senior disciples were no match for him, but Jiang Han just used a supernatural power to annihilate him.

What does this mean? Is this Purple Moon a supernatural power or a celestial technique? Why is it so powerful that it can even crush such an ancient being?

Only Yun Fengzhu seemed to have discerned something, his eyes fixed on the purple moon, murmuring softly:

"His Purple Moon Divine Power is so powerful it's unbelievable, and the spirit kept talking about Taoist arts... What are Taoist arts? Could they be something that transcends divine powers?"

He had actually fought that spirit before. The opponent's spear and armor were incredibly tough. Even with a top-grade true spirit treasure attacking at full power, it was difficult to harm the opponent in the slightest.

But Jiang Han was different; he was killed in the time it took to say just a few words.

He wondered where the other party had obtained this Purple Moon Divine Power. Perhaps he could try his luck someday; if he were fortunate enough to learn it, it would surely greatly increase his strength.

Just then, Meng Qinghong appeared not far from Jiang Han in a flash, waved his hand and threw out three flying swords that slowly rotated around the two of them, subtly protecting them, while his gaze cautiously fixed on Yun Fengzhu.

Although he was quite surprised by Jiang Han's strength, he always kept his mission in mind and paid close attention to the surroundings.

Ever since that spirit dissipated, Yun Fengzhu has been staring intently at Jiang Han, his greed undisguised, clearly intending to use tricks again.

He naturally had to protect Jiang Han to prevent this villain from succeeding.

Yun Fengzhu also realized his own inappropriateness and quickly chuckled:

"Fellow Daoist, please don't misunderstand. I've just never seen such a powerful divine ability before, and I lost my composure for a moment."

As he spoke, he took the initiative to step back and stand with the other members of the Holy Sect, and withdrew his aura to show that he had no other intentions.

Meng Qinghong didn't say much. Seeing him step back, she also sheathed her flying sword and said to Jiang Han:

"Junior brother, go and regulate your breathing to recover. I will protect you."

"Okay, thank you for your trouble, senior brother."

Jiang Han glanced at the spot where the spirit had dissipated, sighed inwardly, then sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to regulate his breathing.

It's such a pity that such a powerful spirit didn't even bring a storage ring.

As the cultivation technique circulated, streaks of purple light flowed from the void, enveloping Jiang Han's entire body and rapidly restoring his lost spiritual energy. This energy was then absorbed by his primordial spirit and transformed into its power.

No one said anything as they watched his actions.

Zheng Hanyun also quickly set off and rushed to Jiang Han's side to begin protecting him.

Gu Chenyin, along with several people from the Thousand Machines Pavilion, walked to the empty space between the Sword Sect and the Holy Sect and stood there.

This position is right in the middle of the two sects, which can keep the Sword Sect at ease while blocking the Holy Sect's people. It is clearly helping the Sword Sect to guard against Yun Fengzhu.

The three parties maintained their distance, appearing completely silent, but secretly they were in an uproar, discussing the horrors of the battle they had just fought.

It turns out that when Jiang Han was attacking Fu Qingshan earlier, he actually stopped. Otherwise, if he had used the Purple Moon Divine Power, Fu Qingshan probably wouldn't have been left with even ashes.

Fu Qingshan had intended to feign unconsciousness, but he couldn't keep up the act any longer. He lay on the ground, staring blankly into the air, feeling extremely frightened. He wished he could get up and slap himself twice.

He just couldn't understand why he had to provoke Jiang Han in the first place.

Even if he had the guts of a bear and the gall of a leopard, he wouldn't dare to provoke such a monster, let alone the fact that he hadn't eaten any bear's gall or the gall of a leopard just now.

Now look what's happened! Not only were the items stolen, but he'll probably never have a chance for revenge in his lifetime.

Alas, those pills he had accumulated for a hundred years, meant for his breakthrough!

It's gone, it's really gone now.

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