The First and Last Opponent

Ape God surveyed the surroundings and murmured thoughtfully, "This should be about enough."

As far as the eye could see, the entire Tang Sect Base had been utterly transformed beyond recognition.

The once solemn and magnificent buildings were now reduced to broken walls and rubble. The courtyards once brimming with life were now covered in blood and ruins.

Tables, chairs, and other objects had been shredded into tiny fragments by slashes, drifting away in the wind as though recounting the brutal battle that had taken place here.

"Cough! Cough, cough..."

A violent fit of coughing came from beneath a pile of rubble.

Bei Bei struggled to rise, but his severely depleted Soul Power left his legs weak. He could only brace himself against half a ruined wall. His white clothes were drenched in blood, and his right arm hung unnaturally at his side—the meridians in it had been severed by Wind Blades earlier.

He Caitou sprawled on the ground, still clutching half of a damaged Soul Tool, his eyes bloodshot. Jiang Nannan's Invincible Golden Body had long since dimmed, and horrifying wounds crisscrossed her fragile body.

Fine cracks had appeared across the tortoise shell of Xu Sanshi's Basalt Shield, and every breath brought a stabbing pain from his chest. Their Soul Power had nearly been exhausted in their earlier struggle against Ape God's domain. At this moment, even standing up was a distant hope.

Ape God raised his hand slightly, and dark-blue Soul Power condensed into ropes covered in flickering runes. These Soul Power chains twisted like spirit snakes, shrieking as they tore through the air before precisely wrapping around Bei Bei and the others' necks and limbs.

Everyone struggled desperately, but they were like ants trying to shake a tree. Before absolute power, their resistance was utterly feeble.

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