Your Last Words Are too Long, You Will Regret It! (1)

Strands of spiritual light rose from the corpse that had been cut into two. They slowly merged into the spiritual light around Jiang Ming. 

He stood on the platform and the spiritual light around him was so thick that it almost materialized. It even surpassed the density of Gu Chi's and Mo Feng's spiritual light. All kinds of blurry phenomena were flowing in the light. There were huge swords flying like meteors, and demonic beasts flying across the sky. There were even blurry figures that looked like immortals and gods, spreading the vast aura. 

Even the spiritual light that pervaded the Saint Cultivation Platform was extremely receptive to Jiang Ming at this moment. Wisps of it continuously fused into the light around Jiang Ming. 

Finally, Jiang Ming finished absorbing all the spiritual light. He suddenly felt that the suppression from the Saint Cultivation Platform was almost non-existent.