In the void above the East Sea, Chu Feng blew apart Yuchi Kong, an old monster from Earth's hidden clans. His body turned into a cloud of blood mist, leaving behind only a head.
"You..."
Yuchi Kong knew he would not survive, and he was ruthless enough. His severed head shot through the air toward Chu Feng, ready to self-destruct.
"You want to die quickly by blowing yourself up? What a joke. Your life and death are mine to decide. If you don't tell me about that damned Zhou Tong, don't even think about dying peacefully!"
Chu Feng merely raised a hand and accurately seized Yuchi Kong's head. Emperor Fire surged from his palm and instantly ignited Yuchi Kong's head.
"Ah..."
Yuchi Kong screamed in terror. Spiritual sound waves rippled out, miserable beyond measure. He felt his soul being obliterated, rapidly refined back to its source and scattered into nothingness.
This was the fate of Body and Spirit Annihilated. Nothing would remain after death. Forget the legendary reincarnation—every trace he had ever left in this world would be erased, leaving not even bone fragments behind.
Before Emperor Fire, All Beings were equal. It could refine anything clean away. Yuchi Kong's spirit trembled and collapsed. Before his death, terror consumed him completely. He struggled desperately, but it was useless. He was about to vanish from this world forever.
"You think I can't dig out your secrets just because you won't talk?!"
Chu Feng was cold and merciless. After Yan Kuan's guidance, he had become even more decisive in killing than before, and he had also understood something: he was the one who represented the greater picture. If he truly wanted Earth to become better, he first had to ensure his own safety.
"I hate this!"
Yuchi Kong screamed. He truly did