Chapter 338 Fallen Divine Body! Iron Shard!

Primordial Spirit, an art owned by some elderly monsters who have lived for long stretches of time! Even some Godlike Warriors with Great Divine Power might not have achieved a Primordial Spirit!

"Is it that kid... did he cultivate a Primordial Spirit?"

Blood Jade Hall found it somewhat unbelievable; he sensed a familiar presence emanating from the Primordial Spirit, it was Su Changkong!

A Divine Seed Martial Saint had actually cultivated a Primordial Spirit? No wonder... no wonder he dared to challenge himself!

Despite his shock, Blood Jade Hall reacted quickly, sweeping his blood-colored Combat Blade to collide with the oncoming Primordial Spirit.

"Clang!"

Amidst the clear sound of metal clashing, Blade Qi ran rampant in the air, and the golden Primordial Spirit figure was knocked backward, causing a slight tremor in Blood Jade Hall's arm.

"He mustn't escape!"

Su Changkong himself was nearly a thousand miles away, his eyes brimming with boiling killing intent.