The Ghostgod Body of Emperor Yin, at the height of its power, began to crack.
The four Ghost God Kings, including Ying Sangdaiqiong, grew tense. They knew Emperor Yin had spent every last ounce of strength killing Emperor Ming and had paid a terrible price.
His enemies seized the chance to unleash everything they had. Even Emperor Yin could not withstand it!
The next moment, an explosive cheer swept across the battlefield.
It came from the allied Eonic Gods of the Eight Divinities. Even amid fierce combat, they had kept watch on the battle between the emperors.
When Emperor Ming had been slain, they had all been stunned beyond belief.
Now they cheered because the incomparably mighty Emperor Yin of the War Heaven Divine Race had finally fallen to their combined assault.
His terrifying Ghostgod Body, vast enough to prop up the heavens, was torn in two and reduced to an Astral God Origin!
That meant this war against the War Heaven Divine Race had reached a decisive turning point.
Emperor Ming's death would not end the war. They still had four emperors.
But if Emperor Yin fell, it would spell the end for the War Heaven Divine Race!
Once the remaining emperors were free to unleash their strength across the battlefield, what could the rest of the War Heaven Divine Race use to resist them?
"Yin, I'm sorry. I wasn't strong enough." Pain surfaced in the cold eyes of Compassionate Ksitigarbha.
With Emperor Yin reduced to an Astral God Origin, Compassionate Ksitigarbha lost the support of the Ninefold Hell Wheel—and with it, the source of power that sustained his existence in this world. His figure gradually faded.
"We did all we could. Killing one was enough to make it worthwhile!" Emperor Yin remained in good spirits. Even as an