Sun Yuan lost his soul and his body fell to the ground, making a rumbling noise similar to a meteorite striking the Nine Provinces, causing the earth to mildly tremble.
Jiang Li handed over the corpse to Yu Yin, leaving its disposal to her, whether she chose to refine it into a puppet or incinerate it in anger, he didn't care.
Yu Yin gazed at the emotionless Jiang Li, biting her cherry lips, her expression complex.
She had risked her life and put in a lot of effort to finally break through to the Transcendance Tribulation Stage, yet Jiang Li could easily kill a peak Transcendance Tribulation Stage cultivator, who had no power to resist.
Was the Mahayana Realm truly so powerful?
She, in her contemporary state, possessing the power of the nation and armed with an Immortal Artifact, could she confront Jiang Li for more than a few moves? Maybe five moves, or perhaps eight? Ultimately, Yu Yin couldn't imagine herself intersecting with Jiang Li for more than ten moves.