Devour

The plan this time had approached perfection, uniting everything and making him invincible!

"Kill!"

The devouring power turned Jian Wushuang into a frenzy, his strength continually ascending.

"Ahhhhhhhh!" Mi Luo roared incessantly, clutching his head. His origin source was being devoured, causing him immense agony.

Seizing the opportunity, Hu Qing swung his staff, a staff that could shake heaven and earth, smashing it onto Mi Luo's head.

Bang!

Mi Luo, suspended in the sky, was struck down into the ground, creating a deep pit of a hundred miles.

Jian Wushuang and Hu Qing showed no mercy, descending directly into the crater caused by Mi Luo.

The already healed wounds were once again torn open by the illusory phantom sword, relentlessly stabbing into Mi Luo's origin source. As long as there was a gap, the nine phantom swords would greedily devour Mi Luo's origin source power.