Boom!

The immense killing intents from both sides suddenly collided.

The Sect Master of Tu Shizong was indeed powerful; as an old-school Fifth Tier cultivator, he had mastered his power to near perfection.

This was the confidence stemming from a profound civilization, far beyond what the Divine Spirit of this primordial indigenous civilization could compare to.

However, with the Immortal Body composed of essence, energy, and spirit, the Divine Spirit barely leveled the playing field, wielding a relentless fighting spirit to directly clash head-on with his opponent.

He wasn't afraid of death.

Or rather, if he couldn't win and obtain the three Divine Objects, death was his only path.

He came without any intention of returning!

Taking one down wouldn't be a loss, taking two would be a blood-earn.

In such a reckless fight disregarding consequences, even the Sect Master of Tu Shizong had to fear him to some extent.

What a lunatic!

The Sect Master of Tu Shizong couldn't help but curse inwardly; he didn't want to perish alongside such a primitive native.

His life was worth infinitely more than his opponent's.

He was merely a virtual character.

Moreover, his opponent's Immortal Body was incomplete; death was inevitable.

The Sect Master of Tu Shizong couldn't help but shout amid the fight, "Hey! If this keeps up, we'll both die!"

"Although I don't know what method you used to find me, it was likely your so-called Immortal Sense."

"But now, the people from the Top Ten Companies have sensed the disturbance and are on their way, soon none of us will be able to escape."

The Sect Master of Tu Shizong urged anxiously.

Ying Qing smiled faintly, his eyes brimming with fierce killing intent.

"I'm not afraid of death."

"If I can't obtain the Divine Objects, I can only die."

"Die, come with me."

He suddenly unleashed a powerful Immortal Sense, uniting essence, energy, and spirit, manifesting a Heart Image of an enormous figure resembling Fatian Xiangdi.

The power gathered from the three Divine Objects on his person seemed to transform into a transcendent Mana, known as immortal power, surpassing soul, oil, and electricity.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The immortal power formed a hurricane of immortal techniques, engulfing the Sect Master of Tu Shizong and slicing him up as if by a thousand cuts.

"This guy... immortal power? This miraculous mysterious force, he actually mastered it."

At this moment, a trace of regret flickered in the heart of the Sect Master of Tu Shizong.

Had he known when he first stepped into the mortal realm, this wouldn't have happened.

If he hadn't been retreating from the start, how would he have let him kill off a faction of high-level members and obtain the divine power of the 'God', completing his essence, energy, and spirit?

A step back led to continuous retreat.

The critical point was that he had let him snatch 'spirit' after taking 'God'.

Now, with his essence, energy, and spirit temporarily unified, his adversary had become quite troublesome.

Unable to swiftly defeat him, and with the Top Ten Companies on their way, both Divine Objects might be lost to him, and he would be in mortal danger.

"Had I known, I shouldn't have retreated back then!"

Thinking of this.

The Sect Master of Tu Shizong considered retreat once more.

"Forget it, might as well give him my Divine Object."

"I want to see how far he can go; finding the next host for the Divine Object won't be easy."

"This person must be a top figure of a certain force, someone with a broad perspective, understanding high-level operations. Otherwise, he would've been caught like the mud-legs Liu Chang."

This was a fact.

This world is ruthless; when the weak obtain a Divine Object, bound by their limited vision, they soon expose themselves, clueless about how to shield against the celestial net's scrutiny.

The host of the electric Divine Object must be of mysterious origin.

"Let him have it then."

"Anyway, our spiritual realm has already laid its foundation; we are the tribe of the Witch Priest lineage."

"The new host of the Witch Priest Divine Object will inevitably return to the spiritual realm, giving us the chance to reclaim the Divine Object then."

After weighing the situation, he knew that dragging on would mean certain death, decisively flinging the Divine Object toward the other end of the sky.

"Take it!"

"Let's see how this madman meets his end!"

"You are arrogant, lacking patience."

"You lack capability, fall short in knowledge, and don't understand adaptability."

"Ignoring advice, refusing the wisdom of the old, you insist on plucking out the whiskers of anyone who dares offer a suggestion!"

"Imperious, autocratic, self-righteous, courting death with a clear path!"

As he spoke, he discarded the Divine Object, transforming it into a stream of light shooting towards the distant sky.

He ranted furiously, venting all his speechlessness, his voice hoarse as if wanting to spit out all his discontent.

As an Innate Saint, he had received elite education from a young age, his knowledge, tactics, and calculations all exceeding the norm, employing various means to expand Tu Shizong several times over.

His handling of people, strategic plans, never faltered!

Until now, encountering this Divine Spirit, all his understanding shattered, repeatedly causing him to err.

He was slapped in the face over and over.

Now he had begun to regret.

Brains don't work here because these primitive tribe's clods don't understand human language!

They simply don't weigh pros and cons, acting on impulse alone!

"Are you done shouting?"

At this moment, the Divine Spirit was suddenly right behind him, with a cold expression.

"Are you crazy?" The Sect Master of Tu Shizong's eyes widened, "You're not chasing the Divine Object, why are you chasing me?"

"Because I like it."

The Divine Spirit Ying Qing looked at him coldly and said, "Originally, I didn't want to chase you, but your sermon made me want to pluck your whiskers!"

The Sect Master of Tu Shizong exploded with rage, his eyes blazing, and cried out menacingly, "Damn it, do you know what you're doing?"

He looked as if he'd seen a ghost, "The Divine Object, you're not going after it, but instead following me?"

Ying Qing said, "It's just a lost Divine Object anyhow; I want to see who dares to take it, and then continue chasing him!"

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