"Self-destruct?"
Lu Qingfeng's eyes were blood-red, chilling to the bone.
"Condense!"
With a wave of his hand, myriad sword lights immediately converged, centering around Ao Pi's Golden Core, instantly forming a Sword Seal.
Ao Pi intended to self-destruct.
However, the Sword Qi surged into the Golden Core from all directions, dissipating the explosive mana.
Sealing it instantly.
Ao Pi was a Golden Core, but this incarnation of Lu Qingfeng was at the Primordial Spirit Realm.
The two were simply not on the same level.
The gap was too vast.
"Senior, please spare me!"
"Senior—"
Within the Sword Seal, inside the Golden Core, Ao Pi thought of his miserable future circumstances, and despite being only a Divine Soul, he couldn't help but shiver uncontrollably. His voice was hoarse as he continuously begged for mercy, devoid of his earlier sharpness.
Lu Qingfeng paid no attention.
Casually throwing it into the Mustard Space.
His gaze shifted, looking towards the distance—
