"Crazy! This world has gone mad!"
The blind Mieng Wu, his senses greatly damaged, no longer held the commanding presence he once did.
He covered his eyes and stumbled backward in retreat.
Along the way, his storage ring kept activating, spilling brightly colored pills and Spiritual dicines, like jelly beans, into his mouth.
But it was useless, his vision could not be restored!
He was a "Favored one of Heaven," able to adapt anywhere.
Various negative states acted upon him, arbitrarily weakening him by several asures.
How many years had it been since he had tasted such powerlessness after becoming the Holy King?
Mieng Wu’s head ached as if split apart, his mind in chaos.
His Contracted Spirit Fond Spirit,
the "Mieng Hatchling," suffered even more tragically.
Its master was rely enduring the backlash due to the forcibly interrupted boost from his Ability—in a sense, a weakened form of shared suffering.
It was different for it; it endured one hundred percent.
That monster... the more than ten tis it had died so far had sohow accumulated a vast amount of pain...
It had even shared this pain at the cost of Self-Explosion...
Thoughts like these flickered through the Mieng Hatchling’s mind, and then, like a mad creature, it collided wildly around.
As if by doing so, it could lessen its own pain.
But it was still futile; its eyes, its beak, all corroded by a dreadful curse.
The material was certainly not of the Supre Level, and if appraised, suspecting Divine Enthronent might not be out of the question.
"No... the injuries are getting worse!"
"Boss! Save ! Save quickly!"
"Let’s get out of here! Stop fighting them! Let’s go!"
Mieng Hatchling was the first to lose the will to fight, its mind filled only with thoughts of escape.
This mont was extrely abrupt, leaving Hai Xiong Shiyi Lang, entangled in combat with Mu Yi Hanba, utterly dumbfounded.
"Swish!!"
Ye Nishang moved; wearing a deep black crown, holding the Ghost-Passing Mirror, and when she unfolded her eight wings, her full Ming Ye regalia was complete.
In her right hand, a familiar black arm slowly enlarged.
No longer reaching for Hai Xiong, it aid straight for the screaming Mieng Hatchling and brutally punctured her chest.
"Ah!!!!"
Mieng Hatchling scread, blood gushing shockingly.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!!"
In the chaos, Ye Yin followed the Rose Princess’s actions, capturing the Enchanted Heart dicine Butterfly in one move.
Everywhere he looked, bright thorny vines transford into a prison, tightly enveloping the large butterfly.
The thorny vines extended further, directly piercing through the butterfly’s wings, using its flesh as nourishnt to rapidly absorb.
If Mieng Wu’s mind were normal and his emotions calm at this ti, he still had ti to forcibly recall and rescue.
But he was too preoccupied; from above, the Thunder Sword Dragon seized this excellent opportunity, squandering the remaining power of lightning, striking like targeting practice.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Boom boom boom!!"
The golden lightning arcs went utterly wild, at tis transforming into a torrential downpour, densely assaulting.
Mieng Wu’s armor shattered inch by inch, and in monts, he was bare, charred black.
With a clank, Lan Qixiong in cha Form, fired hundreds of tracking missiles.
They bombarded in a covering manner, instantly subrging the spot where Mieng Wu stood.
Fiery Sun Nun Lie Xinxin, having rested for a long ti, did not miss the opportunity to severely attack the enemy.
She spat out a golden-red fireball, like a teor impact, causing a massive explosion upon landing and lifting a dust storm thousands of ters high.
"Boss!!"
The berserk Dinosaur Swan, disregarding all, rushed into the sea of fire to rescue Mieng Wu.
Hai Xiong Shiyi Lang did the sa, unable to imagine the scenario if Mieng Wu fell before him, and the isolation he would endure.
"Boom!!!"
Sword Thunder Child pursued the victory, the Thunder Sword Dragon diving down, exploding, and one hundred and eight split Thunder Swords wildly cutting through the battlefield.
"Boom!!"
Mu Yi Hanba was not yet satisfied with the fight, but he still chose to sacrifice the Life Energy of Devour, transforming into the "Emperor of Corpses."
His body instantly grew enormous, almost reaching from the earth to the sky, a titan like no other.
Then, he swung a punch.
Just a plain punch, stirring up the wind, rain, and thunder.
All the air currents revolved around Mu Yi’s arm, and in an instant, the ground turned fragile, the sky no longer vast, a tens of kiloters long "Shattering Path" crossing everyone’s vision in a particularly shocking manner.
"Rip!!"
The Dinosaur Swan turned back, and as it saw the shadow of this punch, its physical body had already vaporized.
A second later, it was utterly obliterated.
The last trace of consciousness lingering in the world could not comprehend, no matter how, who had unleashed such a world-shattering Skill.
"Kill!"
Ye Hanjun unfolded the "Ten Directions Yama King Palace," collecting the splattered flesh and blood fragnts as much as possible.
These Holy Beasts, each at Great Completion, Perfection, just devouring a bit made his Flesh Furnace, Soul Spring, bulge tightly.
"Aw!"
The Rose Princess embraced the struggling Enchanted Heart dicine Butterfly, her small mouth, incredibly biting through its neck.
The relationship between predator and prey was simple and straightforward for her.
"Puff!!!"
Mieng Wu spat another mouthful of blood, thick and bubbling, no longer bright red.
The consecutive deaths of the Dinosaur Swan and Enchanted Heart dicine Butterfly severely backlashed his own body.
Even though Protective Artifacts still resisted the lightning strikes, his consciousness had already dimd, teetering on the brink of death.
"No... I can’t die here..."
"At least... I must tell my clan... the news that Ming Lamp Night Clan still holds Dual Authority..."
Mieng Wu bit his tongue, his hands trembling fiercely, continuously reaching for the sky, as if trying to grasp sothing.
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