Zhou Leng instantly understood that this was the legendary Spirit Poison Light, ignoring the physical body, targeting only the consciousness and soul.
No matter how strong the Mountain of Will is, it cannot withstand this Spirit Poison Light.
Even Innate Powerhouses and Grandmasters would suffer severe damage to their Martial Arts Will.
Zhou Leng had seen an Innate Powerhouse struck by the poison light in the hospital with his own eyes.
The path of Martial Arts was cut off.
Seeing the dense Spirit Poison Light rushing towards him, Zhou Leng inexplicably felt calm.
He had done what he needed to do, forged a path of survival, and whether it was perfect or not was no longer within his consideration.
In life, where is there perfection everywhere?
The Spirit Poison Light, like a swarm of snakes, was about to pounce on the Mountain of Will.
A flash of divine light, and the Mountain of Will along with Zhou Leng's consciousness vanished.
