Sikong Boxue, Dead!

A few minutes later, Sikong Boxue broke through to Level 45, utterly unwillingly.

He felt incomparably powerful, and his mental strength had reached unprecedented heights!

The current Sikong Boxue could toy with others' minds as he pleased.

A simple glance, an inadvertent movement, a soft murmur—any one of them was enough to make every expert below Level 45 utterly devoted to him and completely submit.

Even experts above Level 45 could not last more than two minutes in his hands.

Such tremendous power left Sikong Boxue somewhat intoxicated.

"Only after personally reaching Level 45 did I realize how vast the gap between Levels 45 and 44 is." Sikong Boxue murmured, "The reason I was able to successfully hypnotize Catherine before was probably because you secretly helped me, wasn't it?"

Before him, Catherine nodded. "Of course."

"You helped me so much just so you could kill me?" Sikong Boxue gave a bitter smile. "I did think there might come a day like this, but I never expected it to come so quickly. So quickly that... I didn't even have time to prepare and leave myself a backup plan."

Soyana stood with her hands behind her back, her tone calm. "I hadn't planned to kill you yet. Tonight, I was supposed to absorb Di Yang's power. But Nan Feng stopped the Moon Emperor from killing Di Yang. If you want to blame someone, blame Nan Feng."

Sikong Boxue snorted disdainfully. "I'm about to die. Why bother redirecting my hatred toward Nan Feng? The Moon Emperor failed to kill Di Yang, but couldn't you kill him yourself? In the end, you just wanted to kill me. Whether Nan Feng stopped the Moon Emperor or not would not have changed the outcome."

Soyana fell silent for a moment. Judging that there was still some