Black and White Impermanence's duty had always been to reap souls. With a grasp toward the outside world, Black Impermanence tore the souls from every Gong Family disciple, drawing them directly into his own soul to replenish the vital energy within him.
Yet Black and White Impermanence now resembled a broken bucket. Though he constantly absorbed souls to add to his "water," the water draining into the greater world flowed away even faster. Income could not cover expenditure.
Put simply, he could not pour water in as quickly as it leaked out.
"Damn it! Damn it all!" Black Impermanence cursed as he walked out of the shattered space. Looking at the countless civilians in the capital, he abruptly unleashed his divine ability, intending to rip out the souls of the city's innumerable people and use them to replenish his leaking origin.
Though his origin was already draining faster than it could be replenished, he would delay death for as long as he could. After all, who would willingly die early?
As for Zhang Chen?
He could no longer spare any attention for him. Zhang Chen held an Innate Spiritual Treasure and possessed Twelfth Order strength. Taking him down was not something Black Impermanence could accomplish quickly. Before he could defeat Zhang Chen, his origin would likely have drained away and killed him.
Black Impermanence grabbed with his hand, and half the capital's population fell within that grip. Countless souls rose into the sky and flew toward him.
Zhang Chen did not intervene when he saw this. This was the capital—was it even his turn to make a move?
He was just in time to see what foundations the Great Victory Royal Family possessed!
"Bastard! Who dares run wild in the capital?" Du Guqiu's voice rang out. An Innate Spiritual Treasure