"Yao Clan..."
"To have declined to this extent..."
Within the great formation, the old man dressed in coarse linen murmured softly. The passage of time had rendered what little memory he had left increasingly muddled. Fortunately, he still remembered the clan he had founded. His exceedingly ancient gaze slowly swept over those below before turning into a murmured soliloquy.
Hearing the phantom old man's low murmur, shame immediately flooded Yao Dan's aged face. Though the present could not compare to ancient times, he offered no defense.
"This is Nihility Devouring Flame..."
The phantom old man did not speak with any member of the Yao Clan. He slowly raised his head and looked at the Black Flame spreading across the sky. Confusion flashed through his eyes once more, then he waved his sleeve. Light immediately surged over the great formation, and the Black Flame clinging to it and continuously devouring its energy was forcibly shaken apart.
"Without complete memories, without a complete soul, muddle-headed like a puppet... a Medicine Emperor of one generation has fallen to such a state. Very well. Absorbing your remnant soul would at least be worth several million complete souls."
In the sky, Nihility Devouring Flame smiled faintly, without the slightest trace of reverence in his tone. He extended his hand, his fingers covered in black runes, and pointed downward.
"Boom!"
As Nihility Devouring Flame pointed, the heavens and earth immediately crumbled. Amid the Black Flame filling the sky, a colossal black flaming finger that nearly covered half the mountain range descended from the heavens and viciously pressed down upon the great formation. The very space of this world shattered completely beneath that finger.
Seeing the terrifying might of that strike, many faces turned deathly pale.
The black finger descended from the sky, but just as it