The outcome was decided in a single head-on clash!
Huang Kurong stared fixedly at Spirit Aunt, his eyes filled with resentment, unwillingness, and a trace of barely concealed fear.
He realized that even after borrowing the power of an Outer Realm Evil King, he still found it difficult to gain any advantage against this ancient divine beast!
Spirit Aunt lightly brushed nonexistent dust from her sleeve and looked at him indifferently. "Relying on Evil Power is ultimately nothing but a crooked path.
"If you cripple your evil arts now and disperse this foul power from your body, I may consider allowing a remnant of your soul to enter reincarnation."
Huang Kurong's face twisted as he shrieked, "You want me to admit defeat? Dream on!"
He knew that once others learned he had absorbed the power of the Outer Realm Evil Race, he would no longer be tolerated in the Great Thousand World.
At that thought, the last trace of hesitation in Huang Kurong's eyes was replaced by crazed resolve.
"You forced me to do this!" Huang Kurong let out a shrill howl that barely sounded human, filled with endless pain and a fanatical fervor like that of a sacrifice.
"Myriad Calamity Evil King! With this body of an Earthly Supreme, with all my essence and soul, I beseech you... descend completely!"
Before his words had even faded, he did something that made every onlooker's scalp go numb.
He viciously plunged both hands into the core of Evil Power beating within his chest—not to attack it, but to embrace it, to offer himself as a sacrifice!
"Ahhh!"
A bloodcurdling scream rang through the heavens.
His body shriveled at a visible rate. The essence of his flesh and blood, his Earthly Supreme Spiritual Power, even the origin of his soul, all transformed