Zhou Yu's Primordial Spirit fiercely struck the old man's Primordial Spirit.
The old man let out a scream.
Afterward, his Primordial Spirit shattered into pieces.
Zhou Yu was suddenly a bit stunned.
At that moment, a voice filled with grief and anger came through.
"Boy, I'll remember today's enmity, and I shall seek revenge a hundredfold in the future."
The shattered pieces of Primordial Spirit fled in all directions.
For a moment, Zhou Yu didn't know which one to chase.
After a slight hesitation, the old man had already vanished without a trace.
Zhou Yu sighed and withdrew his Primordial Spirit.
After all, it was a Saint Realm Primordial Spirit, not so easily destroyed.
It would have to wait for another day.
As the Primordial Spirit returned to his body.
Zhou Yu's body stiffened.
Pfft!
He spewed out a mouthful of blood.
Qin Lan behind him was startled.
She immediately rushed over, embracing Zhou Yu's body.
"Zhou Yu, don't scare me, are you okay?"