“My domain! My Golden Crow bloodline!”

Qi Jiaoyang let out frenzied cries in the middle of his shattered domain.

Drops of golden blood rolled down from the corners of his eyes, but quickly burned away.

A suit of golden armor that seemed to have a subtle connection to his bloodline suddenly formed over Qi Jiaoyang’s exposed upper body.

With his domain shattered, his cultivation base slumped to the Soul realm. However, by relying on his powerful bloodline and exceptionally tough body, he had managed to pull himself from his domain.

SHEW!

Just as his domain was about to vanish, it condensed into a streak of flames that disappeared into his dantian region.

Immediately afterwards, he retreated to the Primal Yang Heavenly Grand Formation with Wu Zhuri.

“Let’s go!” All of the Saint and Void domain elders of the Primal Yang Sect also hurried back into the grand spell formation with strong fear of the flame spark.

FZZZ! FZZZ!

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