The World of the Dead—Void
Centered around Evil God Pass, the land within nearly a thousand square kilometers had completely collapsed into an underground region roughly two thousand meters deep.
When white-haired Zhang Chen, General Long Yi, and demonic Gu Chen landed safely, they were stunned by the sight before them.
Yu Ming gently pressed his palm against the surface of the massive aggregate formed from all the dead spirits of the Void. From the conduits connected to it, it was clear that the dead spirit essence previously delivered into Yuan Zhi's body had been extracted from this mass.
Judging from the aggregate's enormous size, the amount delivered into Yuan Zhi's body had merely been a drop in the ocean.
"Yu Ming, where is Chong Ying?" Zhang Chen demanded furiously.
"Zhang Chen, there's no need to panic. I absolutely won't let Chong Ying's consciousness dissipate. The current situation is quite unfavorable for me, Yu Ming. I never expected you, Zhang Chen, to be the sort who grew stronger with every battle. This war has helped you grow considerably. If the three of you pressure me with everything you have, I truly won't be able to hold on in my current state."
"But how could the final boss not offer at least a little challenge?"
Yu Ming suddenly spread his arms. Countless plant vines grew from his body and connected to the conduits extending from the dead spirit aggregate's surface. What Yu Ming intended to do was already obvious.
"Stop him!"
Zhang Chen sensed an unprecedented premonition of danger. If they did not stop Yu Ming here, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The three of them simultaneously closed in on Yu Ming, who was preparing to absorb the dead spirit essence. However, Yu Ming opened his palm, and the gray-mottled Void