Old Man Guangdu felt his entire body enveloped by the golden bell, his dharma form trembling as if he couldn't muster the slightest strength to resist.
One beam, two beams...
Countless attacks hammered down upon Old Man Guangdu like a hailstorm.
At this point, even with his unparalleled Divine Abilities, he knew there was no possibility of turning the tide.
Jiang Chen's gaze was deep and profound as he watched the scene, his heart as calm as still water.
Success!
An old demon at the mid-stage of the Divine Dao, actually driven to a dead end and with his life counting down its final moments through everyone's combined efforts.
It all felt like a dream, so unreal.
The series of upheavals that had occurred on Myriad Abyss Island felt like a chain of illusions, incredible even when recalled.
Like mountains collapsing, like the earth splitting, like the heavens falling.
However ferocious Old Man Guangdu might be, he ultimately couldn't withstand this inescapable doom. The cultivators from the Ten Great Sacred Grounds posed almost negligible threat to him; they absolutely did not possess the strength to kill him.
The three great divine spirits were his most fearsome opponents, and the ones he dreaded most.
If it were only the three great divine spirits, given that their individual cultivation levels were inferior to his, their chance of killing him was merely fifty-fifty. If he fought to the death, perhaps he'd have at least a chance to perish together with them. If the three great divine spirits lacked the courage for mutual destruction, he might even have a chance to escape.
But that golden bell was his fated calamity, his true bane. Under the bell's suppression, Old Man Guangdu's will to fight was utterly shattered, and his path to survival completely severed.
The battle finally ended.
The surrounding void was a chaotic mess, stained with flesh and blood.
In this final clash, a group of Divine Dao cultivators had been injured. While not fatal, the wounds were still quite serious. Old Man Guangdu's dying struggles had ultimately affected a number of people.
However, with the three great divine spirits serving as the main force, Old Man Guangdu was finally destroyed.
Of course, Old Man Guangdu's divine essence fell into the hands of the three great divine spirits.
The three great divine spirits naturally disdained this divine essence. Their own bloodlines were already exceptional, and they had entered the Divine Dao, so this divine essence was of no use to them. Naturally, it was handed over to Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen didn't stand on ceremony, tucking the divine essence away.
The other Divine Dao cultivators were extremely envious, but no one dared say anything. After all, in this battle, no one was a fool; everyone knew that Jiang Chen had orchestrated this entire situation.
Previously, when the other Divine Dao cultivators were killed, they had all been brought by Old Man Guangdu, and the divine essences had also mostly ended up in Jiang Chen's hands.
The remaining few surrendered Divine Dao cultivators were trembling, their eyes filled with panic.
At this moment, since Jiang Chen hadn't spoken, none of the other Divine Dao cultivators dared to speak first. Even the Eternal Sacred Ancestor could feel the terrifying pressure emanating from Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen understood this perfectly well, but he didn't feel like explaining anything.
All he had ever pursued was this very day. He wasn't about to hand over control to others and become a mere pawn in their game.