"Although Zhuo Donglai did not combine with an Annihilation God Spirit, every sword light's power is like an Annihilation God Spirit's attack. That kind of scary power is scary.
It is no wonder Wu Wei Dao Alpha used his purple mist holy clothes to destroy a country. He is so overbearing. I wonder how Han Sen will deal with this. "Sky King squinted his eyes. He looked as if he was watching a good show.
Lokid sighed and said, "Back then, Wu Wei Dao Alpha was a shocking genius. Even the leader was scared of him. It is a shame he did not want to join the Chaos God Party. If he had, he would have been able to achieve great things."
Everyone's will was taken away by that shining sword. They all thought it was invincible.
Han Sen saw that scary sword mind coming, but he did not panic. He used his finger as a sword and stabbed toward Zhuo Donglai.
There was no sword air that shocked the sky. There was no sword light. It looked like a light stab, but it could not compete with Zhuo Donglai's shocking sword skills.
However, it was this sword that caused the hearts of all the spectators to tremble. They felt as if the sword had pierced through their own hearts. They could not help but groan as they retreated. Many of them even spat out blood. Even the peak experts had blood seeping out of their mouths. Their faces were filled with shock.
That sword was a spirit sword skill that Han Sen had learned from Six Paths King. Spirit Sword was not a spirit body sword skill. It was a sword skill that went straight for one's heart.
It was a sword skill that relied on one's will. It went straight for one's heart. If one's heart was weak, that sword would hurt them. It had a name but no skill. It had a spirit but no substance.
Spirit Sword did not have the power to hurt people. If someone was hit by Spirit Sword, their real enemy would be themselves.
Zhuo Donglai saw Han Sen's sword coming, and he felt as if he was in a nightmare. Many strange images flashed through his mind, and he lost control of his will. His strongest attack, Purple Air Comes From The East, was broken. And then, it was gone.
"What kind of evil sword skill was that?"
The nobles of the seven empires were all shocked. They couldn't understand what kind of power Han Sen's sword had to have such a strange effect.
They were used to thinking that physical strength was the foundation, and neglected the cultivation of their own realms. There were very few people who could understand the wonders of Han Sen's sword.
Only a few of the top elites saw Han Sen's sword. They all praised Han Sen's swordsmanship, which was already deified.
Han Sen frowned as he looked at Zhuo Donglai. Although Spirit Sword was strong, he did not think Zhuo Donglai would be defeated so easily. He had a feeling that there was another reason for Zhuo Donglai's collapse.
Suddenly, a god light appeared in the sky. A beam of light came from the sky and landed on Zhuo Dong Lai. It made his body emit a blue light. It was like some kind of power was being extracted from his body.
"Bloodline Deprivation …" Yan Bei Fei sighed.
Now, everyone knew what was happening. The God Spirit that gave Zhuo Donglai a God Spirit Blood-Pulse was extracting his God Spirit Blood-Pulse.
Every time the blue light dissipated, Zhuo Donglai's presence became weaker. He was like a dying man whose lifeforce was being taken away.
Boom!
When Zhuo Donglai's God Spirit Blood-Pulse was taken away to a certain extent, the purple mist holy clothes left his body.
To the humans of the universe of kingdoms, the God Spirit Blood-Pulse was the basis for controlling gene races. Now, Zhuo Donglai's God Spirit Blood-Pulse was being taken away. The purple mist holy clothes, which was a rare gene race, were no longer under his control. They were free again.
A hint of joy flashed across the Sky Sect Master's eyes.
The old man beside him also said happily, "The Purple Cloud Immortal Robe has regained its freedom and will definitely return to the Dao Pool.
At that time, as long as Little Junior Brother enters the Dao Pool again, Master and I will do our best to help.
Little Junior Brother will have a chance to obtain the protection of this Divine Seed and inherit our Sky Sect's orthodoxy."
The reason Sky Group Leader forced Zhuo Donglai was not just to get him out of the Sky Group Leader's fight. He wanted to take the purple mist holy clothes.
If he did not have enough power, even if Sky Group Leader forced his son to inherit the Sky Group Leader's position, he would not be able to hold it for long.
If he could get the purple mist holy clothes to help him, the Sky Group Leader's position would be unbreakable.
Sky Group Leader had been planning this for a long time. If the purple mist holy clothes returned to the dao pool, he would use secret skills and treasures to buff his son. Even if he had to sacrifice his life's savings, he would have a bright future for his son.
Although Sky Group Leader felt guilty toward Zhuo Donglai, the nature of a father and son and his old body and heart made him choose to do anything for his son.
What made Sky Group Leader and the old man feel weird was that although the purple mist holy clothes were removed from Zhuo Donglai's body, they did not return to the dao pool. They floated in front of Zhuo Donglai. They faced each other. The purple mist shone. It was like the sky had made a holy dress.
A man and a set of clothes were standing in space. The man was as old as grass, but the clothes were glowing. It was a very weird scene. Zhuo Dong Lai's God Spirit Blood-Pulse had been completely taken away. The mysterious light that had come from the sky was gone.
Now, Zhuo Donglai did not have the power he had before. He did not have the presence of a god. His purple hair was no longer flowing with a purple mist. His black hair was gone. His hair was white. It was like he had aged overnight.
Seeing such a powerful and handsome man end up like this, many girls and young women had tears in their eyes. They felt sorry for Zhuo Donglai.
Even many invincible elites felt sorry for him. They did not want to see such a rare genius end up like this.
"Sky Group Leader, this is too much."
In Wu Wei Dao Palace, some people wanted to speak up for Zhuo Donglai, but this was Sky Group's business. Even if they wanted to help Zhuo Donglai, they could not.
At this time, the purple mist holy clothes started to shine with a purple mist. It was like a God Spirit had descended. It released an endless purple mist holy power.
"Is the purple mist holy clothes finally going to return to the dao pool?"
Sky Group Leader did not want to see this happen, but seeing the purple mist holy clothes in the air made him very excited.
In the next second, Sky Group Leader's eyes opened wide. He could not believe what he was seeing.
The purple mist holy clothes landed on Zhuo Donglai's white hair again. It was like a godly robe. Thousands of purple mist lights came down from the sky and the ground. They made Zhuo Donglai's purple mist rise. His body was recovering. He was like a god waking up from a deep sleep.
"How can this be?
This is impossible!
Zhuo Dong Lai no longer has a God Spirit Blood-Pulse. Why would the purple mist holy robe choose him? That is impossible. "Sky Group Leader stood up and stared at the purple mist holy robe and Zhuo Dong Lai. He could not believe it.