Tie Daoren's intermittent voice still echoed.
Wisps of green smoke suddenly rose from his body, while strands of cold, ghostly flame incinerated both his flesh and soul.
He was reduced to ashes.
Anyone could see how unwilling Tie Daoren had been to accept his death.
He had not even believed that he had been defeated by You Xue.
Yet You Xue did not care about any of that.
She likewise believed that Su Yi deserved the greatest credit for Tie Daoren's death...
Whoosh!
The Burning Silence Ruler, abandoned in midair, suddenly trembled and transformed into a streak of light, tearing through the sky.
As one of the Nine Prohibitions of the Nether King, this divine artifact possessed no artifact spirit, yet its spirituality was extraordinary. Seizing this opportunity, it intended to flee!
But how could Su Yi possibly let it escape?
"Suppress!"
At that instant, he reached out and pressed down through the air.
Within his sea of consciousness, the long-silent Nine Hells Sword suddenly shuddered violently, releasing an indescribably obscure ripple of power. Then, through the force of Su Yi's palm, it suppressed the ruler from afar.
To outsiders, this strike appeared utterly ordinary.
Yet You Xue, an artifact spirit herself, suddenly trembled. Her body and mind seemed to plunge into an abyss, and an indescribable terror arose within her for no reason at all.
It was as though the gaze of a supreme deity had swept over her.
The pressure brought by that instant made her feel as if she would collapse into despair.
Fortunately, that power had not been directed at her.
In merely an instant, the discomfort suffusing You Xue's body vanished without a trace. It was as though she had broken free from an endless abyss of darkness and seen the light again.
The sensation