The hare leaped, and the falcon descended!

Victory and defeat existed within a thought. None could’ve expected that this move was actually able to annihilate a Dao Master’s strand of will! As they studied the supreme-grade spirit stone so closely, their souls seemed to be on the verge of being sucked in. Xu Yangyi had seen very clearly that the inside wasn’t solid, but nor was it liquid! Instead… it resembled a hazy denseness.

Taking a deep breath, he retrieved the spirit stone without a moment’s delay and tossed it in his storage ring.

Silence. The cultivators all around still didn’t appear to regain their wits. Lord Zhao looked dumbly at Xu Yangyi, his eyes wide and mouth ajar, and he sputtered out, “Why? Why?”

Why had the spirit-stone head suddenly fallen apart? Why was the head of Nether-Profound Heavy Water now alive behind Xu Yangyi, yet it dared not attack?

“There’s no why.” Mo Yeyu’s gaze smoldered over Xu Yangyi’s storage ring, his voice somewhat shaking. “Just now, the Nether-Profound Heavy Water suddenly rebelled and bit the spirit-stone head. However, they both have the same root. One’s loss is everyone’s loss, and one’s glory is everyone’s glory. To be frank about such an aimless attack, it’s ‘to kill a thousand enemies, but lose a thousand allies’. They’re...