Especially since the man before them still had the life energy that the Divine Dragons possessed when they first entered the Ryuzakinus Continent, which was enough to kill him.
Dark purple spikes appeared once again, the weapon that had been stained with the blood of several human strongmen transformed into a phantom, stabbing towards Ye Yinzhu from all directions, as if there were a thousand of them.
The air was torn apart by these dark purple spikes, creating countless fissures, and the space around Ye Yinzhu's body was now so forcefully torn that it seemed to shred his body to pieces.
Ye Yinzhu stood unyielding as if he hadn't seen the attacks, the Super Divine Artefact - Deadwood Dragon's Roar Zither floated before his chest, his hands covered with armor raised gracefully to his eight fingers and plucked the zither strings fiercely in one direction.
