Chapter 211 Discussing the Way at the Tea Party

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"Pfft!"

Elder Wang spewed blood from his mouth, and the phantom of his Primordial Spirit behind him shattered inch by inch in the golden sword light, torn to pieces.

The Primordial Spirit was the foundation of his cultivation level. With its destruction, he retained less than one tenth of his cultivation. With this attack, his cultivation had undoubtedly regressed to the Golden Core Stage.

"You... you've ruined my cultivation!"

Elder Wang's eyes shimmered with a crazed light; with his Primordial Spirit broken, marshaling the resources for its re-consolidation, which required a vast amount of Heaven and Earth Treasures, was undoubtedly beyond the sect's willingness to do for him.

The Spiritual Power within his body was rapidly diminishing, and within a few breaths' time, it had descended to the Great Perfection Realm of the Golden Core Stage.