It had already let go of its obsession with the water spirit, but just at this mont, the water spirit truly appeared.
Upon appearance, the water spirit was yearned for and worshipped by the beings of the Endless Sea, becoming their faith.
This reignited the anger and hatred in the heart of the King of the Sea.
Why is it that this water spirit, who did not appear during its most helpless and desperate tis, could gain the support of the beings of the Endless Sea?
It wanted to break all of this; it wanted to expose the hypocrisy of the water spirit!
Thus, when confronting Lanlan, it harbored such imnse malice.
Watching the scenes erging in the void, Lanlan remained silent.
Its gaze gradually beca complex, then it softly spoke.
"So it was you."
It couldn't help but rember a mischievous little one in one cycle of reincarnation.
That was also a water elent spirit.
After sending Lin Su and the other five little ones off in the cycle of reincarnation, Lanlan only focused on the Endless Sea.
It devoted itself to sheltering all beings in the Endless Sea, enduring through long years.
During these years, it saved a water elent spirit.
That water elent spirit was full of yearning and admiration for it, persistently wanting to follow Lanlan to guard the Endless Sea together.
Unable to refuse, Lanlan travelled with it for a while, and seeing its desire to comprehend the vow of the sea's rule, it did not withhold guidance.
Later, they parted ways, and since then, Lanlan never saw that little one again.
Until it departed from the world of cycle and resurrected in Blue Star.
Perhaps because this water elent spirit inherited the vow of the sea's rule dispersed by Lanlan in the godly martial sea, or perhaps due to so other factors, this water elent spirit had no mories of the cycle of reincarnation. However, a hundred years ago, before Lanlan existed, it already had so mories about the water spirit.
Thus, its perception had so bias, mistakenly believing the water spirit to be cowardly for not sheltering it, leading to hatred and extremism.
Lanlan slowly extended its hand, touching the largest Water Bubble before it.
In that Water Bubble, the illusory visage of the King of the Sea erged.
"Sorry, I ca late."
Lanlan softly spoke.
Accompanied by the shattering of each bubble, the resentnt of the King of the Sea gradually dissipated.
Finally, as the largest bubble shattered, its rules scattered into the world.
The King of the Sea, perished!
On the other side, the battle between Guigui and the King of Death also concluded at the sa ti.
The Hell of Tornt in Guigui's hand transford into a pitch-black scythe capable of annihilating all under the heavens, crashing down with unparalleled might.
Amidst it surged the traces of Guigui's rules, erupting with a boundless terrifying might.
In the next mont, that scythe descended upon the massive and ghastly, indescribable form of the King of Death.
The King of Death, whose force had already weakened to its extre, had no ans to resist this terrifying blow, and was cleaved in two within an instant by that sharp scythe.
Its vitality, in a fleeting mont, returned to the eternal darkness and extinction, its power vanished into the void, and its consciousness seed also to gradually return to silence at this mont.
Facing its final mont, the King of Death felt a kind of peace.
As if entering a warm embrace, walking towards the end of destiny, concluding a journey.
"So, this is death..."
On the massive body of the King of Death, countless monstrous and twisted eyes silently closed one by one.
Finally, only the two eyes on its illusory face remained.
The entirety of its past flashed through its mind like a revolving lantern.
It was born in a race where the strong preyed on the weak.
Since as long as it could rember, it had been tornted for being naturally weak, even its parents showed it no tenderness.
At that ti, it lived every day in fear and darkness, struggling to survive amidst constant hunger and occasional severe wounds.
Warmth was a feeling it had never experienced.
It maintained a submissive exterior, though beneath it, its madness and distortion grew ever stronger.
Until the leadership stage began to perceive the rules, the twisted feeling in the King of Death's heart manifested, turning into its Death Rule.
It beca extraordinarily powerful, yet also fell deeper into this darkness.
It annihilated its own tribe and later gained the favor of the Ti Master, becoming one of the Ti Master's strongest subordinates.
Unexpectedly, the first ti it felt warmth was in the death which it feared the most in this life, which caused countless creatures to fear too.
The madness and ferocity within the eyes of the King of Death dissipated.
In the last monts of its life, it wore a sincere smile on its face.
"I seem to finally understand what death is."
"Thank you..."
With the fading of the voice, the face and vast body of the King of Death slowly transford into Tribulation Ash and dissipated.
Its rules collapsed in an instant.
The King of Death, perished!
"You're welco." Guigui's mask slightly glead.
The Hell of Tornt in its claw reverted to an entire world again, its overwhelming killing intent gradually subdued at this mont.
With a thought, Guigui cast its gaze to the other side.
On the battlefield within Guigui's sight, the battle between Yingying and the Dragon King also neared its end.
Shrouded by the secret technique No-Life Killing Formation nurtured for a hundred years, red patterns already enshrouded Yingying.
These patterns were like living things, flowing over the dragon scales that could annihilate anything, emanating srizing brilliance.
Their convergence bestowed Yingying with enormously vast power.
On the other side, the montum of the Dragon King was equally astounding.
At every mont, the Bloodline Power from its colossal and terrifying body dispersed into the world, flowing into countless beasts, causing them to undergo dragon transformation.
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