Bodhi was the most unusual enemy Li Tianming had ever encountered.
Killing him brought Li Tianming no pleasure at all.
Instead, it made him feel terrible.
When the Moon God Clan had suppressed them and he had joined forces with Bodhi, he had already considered the possibility of peace.
Yet he also knew clearly in his heart that Bodhi could never let things rest.
Just as he had expected, not only did Bodhi refuse to let it go, he even sought to bury two worlds in order to seize the Moonstar Source.
If Bodhi did not die, then two worlds would perish.
What choice did Li Tianming have?
It was inevitable that Bodhi would pursue the Moonstar Source.
It was equally inevitable that Li Tianming, together with the Yanhuang people, would kill him to survive.
Neither side had any road left to retreat upon!
Caught in such a vortex, burdened by resentment, cold-blooded and savage, perhaps dying in ecstasy was the best fate for him.
Only Little You, whom he had personally created, was a tragedy through and through.
Or rather, she was a tragedy created by their ancestors two hundred thousand years ago.
There was also a small box beside Bodhi.
Inside it, Little You's corpse lay peacefully.
Li Tianming placed her in Bodhi's arms.
"I don't know whether you can still hear me, but I will tell you my decision."
"I will mark out an uninhabited region in western Yanhuang Continent, enough for a billion Ghost Gods to live in. They will be able to enjoy normal spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and bathe in the light of the sun and moon."
"I will reorganize the laws and discipline, allowing Ghost Gods and the human race to coexist peacefully. They will receive freedom, dignity, and protection for