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However, before he could finish his speech,

The space that had collapsed to the extreme suddenly expanded.

As the space began to expand from the singularity, a destructive force instantly spread.

Fu Shan's demon saint head, solid as Pan Shi, also turned into dust in an instant, and a golden primordial spirit dashed out of this annihilated space, heading straight for the entrance of Jade Lake.

Jiang Yuan saw this, and instantly retracted his right hand gripping a pair of ram's horns.

At the same time, a purple-gold light surged from the top of his head, manifesting above him.

It was a holy soldier, a sacred weapon called the Purple-Gold Bowl, that appeared above his head.

This object was the life-bound holy soldier of Kong Ming, which had just become Jiang Yuan's spoils of war.

With Jiang Yuan's dharma-power activation,

In an instant,

The Purple-Gold Bowl shone brightly, casting a beam of purple-gold brilliance from its mouth, which fell upon the golden light.