"By seniority, we were actually people of the same era—the first witnesses to the arrival of the newborn world, Xie Min-Gushahado. If there were a chance, I would truly like to sit down and have a proper talk with you about the past. Unfortunately, we met at the wrong time. More importantly, your body—especially the divine artifact in your hand—is essential to my great revolution."
The voice entered Xie Min's mind, every word piercing straight into his heart.
The sky above them, originally covered by Utter Evil Qi, gradually opened up. A sensation as though something important within his body had been stolen swept through Xie Min.
When Xie Min lowered his head, his own shadow slowly detached from where it connected to his feet and, drawn by some force, moved toward Yu Ming.
"Trying to kill me? Hahaha! Back then, even an invading force of Prison Envoys in overwhelming numbers failed to kill me. Instead, I killed a Prison Lieutenant and countless trash Prison Envoys, bathing my evil realm in blood.
"Though a minor Prison Envoy like you possesses such profound history and foundations, the thought of killing me is still far too naive." A smile appeared on Xie Min's lips. Even as his shadow left his body, he did not draw the Evil God's Scythe again.
"Oh? Is that so? How much Evil Qi do you have left inside you?"
When Xie Min's shadow reached Yu Ming's body, it seemed to complete a cycle before returning from Yu Ming to Xie Min once more.
Yet this time, Xie Min was somewhat startled by its return, because something seemed to have been added within his shadow.
Yu Ming's distant figure vanished, while a figure emerged from the shadow behind Xie Min at the same instant. The short-handled axe in