Sound waves swept through the space like a storm. Everything seemed to be reduced to nothing beneath their impact, while black radiance enveloped the area.
Atop the mountain, Yellow Springs Demon Saint dropped back onto his throne. His already illusory soul body became much more transparent.
Clearly, that previous attack had consumed far too much of his strength.
Yellow Springs Demon Saint raised his head and looked toward the space before him, a trace of shock suddenly appearing in his eyes.
Lu Chuan's soul phantom had actually suffered no damage at all. A faint ring of flame surrounded it.
That ring of flame appeared weak, but it contained a terrifying temperature that left one speechless. It was precisely because of this that those destructive soul soundwave attacks had failed to harm Lu Chuan's soul within.
"Worthy of Yellow Springs Demon Saint's signature technique. Even when unleashed by a mere remnant soul, it possesses such power!"
Lu Chuan withdrew the protection of his Natal Divine Fire and spoke calmly.
"This Heavenly Flame is indeed powerful, but This Seat does not recognize it. It is likely a new Heavenly Flame that appeared in recent years!"
"However, no matter what, you are the only one in all these years to withstand Yellow Springs Heavenly Wrath..."
After a moment, a rare smile appeared on Yellow Springs Demon Saint's face. He slowly leaned back against the throne and said with some melancholy, "This day has finally come!"
"Since you have no regrets, you may depart!"
Lu Chuan clasped his hands and said. Yellow Springs Demon Saint had only a remnant soul left, and it was the Demon Saint Essence Blood that had allowed it to endure until now. Once Lu Chuan took the essence blood, Yellow Springs Demon Saint would completely vanish from this world.