Indeed, he knew he had broken the rules, but what of it? How could he stand idly by while the Demon Race's Qi Luck simply drained away?
In the War of Sealing Gods, the Demon Race needed tempering to integrate, but they couldn't be utterly defeated; such a collapse would render future unification meaningless.
Boom!
The vertical eye of the Nine-headed Golden Lion opened, revealing its divine light, piercing through the void, shattering the darkness, destroying everything, and cleaving through Xuantian.
Such fierce attacks could only be withstood by True Immortals. Even the strongest of the Ninth Realm of Spirit would be instantly annihilated by such a force, unable to resist.
This was the terror of True Immortals; their every move, any technique they deployed, was the culmination of their personal Taoist Skill.